Diaryentry Stories

when Luna, daughter of jungkook thought that her father is the most boring and grumpy person alive. but when she unexpectedly found her father dairy, which made her whole perspective about her father took 180 degree turn. -------- OPEN THIS BOOK TO KNOW THE FULL SUMMARY!

"He has only 3 months to live." Doctor said, keeping his voice low. "That's enough." ____________________ Avis Blue. Daughter of a doctor who falls in love with a patient - A boy who has only 3 months left to live his life. Determined to save all his memories and preserve them forever, she decides to write daily about him in a diary. But fate had a very different plan for them. The diary never got completed. Only 40 days entry. Why so?

@liesofjuly Dictionary: *Solace: comfort or consolation in times of distress or sadness. *Interstices: small spaces or gaps between things, like between objects, ideas, or moments. .... "Solace in the Interstices" -A contemplative journey through the often-overlooked spaces between moments, words, and emotions, where the quiet beauty of introspection reveals itself, offering comfort, healing, and a deeper understanding of one's inner landscape.

This story is not perfect. It's messy, nostalgic, emotionally impulsive, and painfully honest. It began as a simple attempt to rewrite a high school love story that ended too soon. A story about late-night calls, handwritten letters, cafeteria glances, church prayers, Slurpees, Pikachu memories, and the kind of love that feels forever when you're fifteen. But somewhere between revisiting old diaries and accidentally meeting my first love again after eleven years, this story slowly became something else. Not a second-chance romance. Not a fantasy reunion. But a quiet unraveling. Because sometimes the people from our past do not return to restart the story. Sometimes they return to remind us of who we were before life taught us how to abandon ourselves just to keep love alive. This story follows Yoona as she navigates first love, betrayal, long-term relationships, engagement fears, unresolved memories, emotional exhaustion, and the terrifying process of asking herself: "Am I still happy?" "Am I still loved the way I deserve?" "And somewhere along the way... did I forget myself too?" Some chapters are real. Some are memory softened by time. Some are emotions too heavy to say aloud in real life. And maybe that's okay. Because this story was never really about finding a way back to him. Maybe it was always about finding a way back to herself. For now, this story pauses at Chapter 63. Not because the feelings disappeared- but because healing, unlike fiction, does not always arrive with a perfect ending on schedule.

just little Minho diary entries. lots of little space and cuteness ahead. no sexualizing. Keep this space safe. Sometimes I may put in my own little entries. Those most likely won't include little Mimo pictures. Those beware. May add note.

Cassie Wallace is starting high school in California. After turning fifteen over the summer, she's ready to conquer high school with her best friends. Well...she thought she was ready. Cassie soon finds herself on a road that uncovers everything from new friends, great memories, and a new teacher to troubled families, bullies, and new developments in her friendship with the boy next door. As she navigates her freshman year and several changes, Cassie is growing up fast...and it's only her fifteenth year. NOTE: Each post will contain in the header will contain a song I love that I listened to while writing the book. Some made me think of Cassie, some will be mentioned throughout the story, others are just things from my playlist that helped me grind on long days of writing this story I feel so passionately about. Hope you enjoy them as well!

Two strangers fall in love without ever speaking a single word. He pours his heart into ink, writing what he could never say aloud. She lets her emotions breathe through sketches, each line holding a piece of her silence. A lost diary and a shared number quietly pull their worlds closer, turning coincidence into something deeper. In a story where words are absent but feelings are loud, they begin to understand each other in ways no conversation ever could. Because some love stories aren't spoken... they're etched forever. # Also published on Amazon and honored with a Special Mention in the Writeathon by Learner Circle-check my bio for the link. ✨

Edges of Thirty, the end of My Twenties. Too crazy.. why not make it a book?

For the Girl I Was is not just a collection of poems - it's a resurrection. These words are stitched together from the fragments of who I used to be: the soft girl who dreamed too loudly, loved too deeply, and broke quietly. Each poem is a conversation I have with her through my pens - a whisper, an apology, a thank you. It's about remembering the pain without letting it define me, and learning that growth doesn't erase the past; it transforms it. This book is a homecoming - for every version of me I once abandoned to survive. And maybe, in these verses, you'll find pieces of the girl you were too.

A collection of things I've written ♡ May be updated at random

Drum rolls! Here let me present to you a concoction of three friends. A diary depicting life of the friends,adventures,adversities,lies,betrayal but it was incomplete. A perfect blended story to entertain it's readers. The story takes drastic twist when the writer finds out about the truths of the characters. So sit back,clasp your belts and enjoy the rush !!

y is this published

Simply put, this is just diary entries written by a kindergartner ninja. Transcribed with misspellings and all...! Will be updated periodically! ...Hopefully? It's not a daily diary to say the least. Things may be out of order to be honest, and they are not always concurrent with the latest times. So consider this a collection of random entries from any sort of time! (even if some continuity will exist!)

It's been a while since I've felt myself - felt happy and able to celebrate my achievements, or experienced happiness without spiralling and destroying my own high. I wanna go back to my previous self - that happy, laughing girl who could spend hours with her friends and family, just talking, just enjoying. This is a journal sort of thing I've created to help me along my journey of transformation. I'll be writing in it fairly regularly (or so I hope), especially when peaks and troffs hit. I'm tired of being; and I don't want to feel like this anymore.

He never told her. Not once. Not because he didn't feel anything... but because everything he felt was too quiet to be spoken. Years later, he finds an old diary on his balcony. Dust-covered. Forgotten. Still full of her. And suddenly, he is not living in the present anymore. He is back in every moment he pretended to forget. Every glance he never held. Every silence he overthought. Every almost he never turned into something real. But this is not a story about getting her. It's about something worse. Something softer. Something that never leaves you even after you let it go. Because she was never his to keep... but she became his to remember. And some people don't leave your life. They just change where they live inside you. If you ever loved someone in silence... this story will feel like it was written from your own thoughts.

Random diary entries

By Amanitalis Beyond the Living When a young man's childhood friend vanishes without a trace, the only clue left behind is a diary filled with strange entries-entries about a girl no one's ever seen and walks that blur the line between night and nightmare. Driven by obsession, the reader follows the trail to an abandoned graveyard deep in the Appalachian woods, where time slips, reality thins... and the river never forgets. Some people leave. Others never really do.

A random idea that I came up with after thinking about what my first fan-fic was gonna be about. and yes. THIS IS CRAP. TOTAL CRAP. I'M NOT EVEN SURE IF PEOPLE ARE GONNA SEE THIS. This crap includes: Lui Shirasagijo Akira Yamabuki Naoki Minamo Ben Azuki Kensuke Midorikawa Zac the sunshine Quon Kimidori Ukyo Ibuki And Wakiya Komurasaki (I might add more people later on.) ENJOY THIS TERRIBLE STORY MY FELLOW SHNERBS!!!

╔══════╗ -Journal excerpts- ||From the decay of my mind, the only things that ever grew||

(FICTION)This isn't your average diary. It's raw. It's chaotic. It's a collection of the loudest thoughts in the quietest head. Open if you dare but this is where the maniacs write.