Short Stories

The secret diary

Cliss, a young woman of almost 21 years old, with her soft cheeks and captivating greenish hazel eyes, moved to a new city full of possibilities. Her brownish hair cascaded in gentle curls at the ends, framing her face with an air of warmth. Her infectious smile had a way of lighting up any room she entered.

Excitement coursed through Cliss as she stepped into her new apartment, a place brimming with promises of adventure and new beginnings. The unfamiliar surroundings held a sense of mystery and untold stories. As she settled in, unpacking her belongings, she stumbled upon a hidden treasure-an old box tucked away in the back of a closet.

Curiosity piqued, Cliss carefully opened the box, revealing a collection of forgotten items left behind by the previous occupant. Among them was a weathered and worn personal diary, its pages filled with the experiences, emotions, and secrets of the person who had once called this place home.

Unable to resist the allure of uncovering the past, Cliss gently cradled the diary in her hands. She felt a connection, an unspoken bond with the stranger whose words lay within those fragile pages. With a mix of reverence and trepidation, she delicately opened the diary, revealing a world that had long been confined to the whispers of forgotten memories.

As Cliss delved deeper into the diary's pages, she discovered more about the enigmatic man named Herick. The first entry revealed that Herick, born on July 11, 2012, was reflecting on his 17th birthday. His words resonated on the page: "It's my 17th birthday today, and I've decided to start writing a secret diary of my life. I'll document every moment of joy and grief within these pages. It's 7 PM, and I'm not particularly excited about my birthday. I've stopped celebrating them; they've become mundane and ordinary. But it doesn't bother me much."

Continuing her exploration, Cliss stumbled upon a faded photograph of Herick. In the picture, he appeared to be a kind and affable person. His warm brown eyes held a sense of depth and mystery, while a small scar etched above his eyebrow told a tale of a childhood mishap. Cliss couldn't help but wonder about the story behind that scar and how it had shaped Herick's journey.

With a mix of anticipation and respect, Cliss made the decision to pause her reading for the day. She felt an unspoken connection with Herick, as if fate had brought them together through the diary. As she organized the remaining belongings left behind by Herick, she couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility to honor his memories, his joys, and his grief.

Cliss carefully placed the diary on a small table by her bedside, knowing that its secrets would patiently wait for her to return the next day. She contemplated the stories yet to be unfolded and the emotions that would flow from the well of Herick's life experiences. Tomorrow would bring a new chapter, an opportunity to step into the shoes of this mysterious man and become a witness to his world.

As she settled into her bed, thoughts of Herick and the untold moments within the diary danced in her mind. Sleep beckoned, but her dreams were filled with whispers of stories yet to be discovered, intertwining her own narrative with that of Herick's. And as Cliss drifted off into slumber, she couldn't help but wonder what revelations awaited her on the journey through the secret diary of a man named Herick.

The next afternoon, after completing her daily chores, Cliss eagerly returned to the diary, ready to continue her journey into Herick's world.

As she turned the pages, Cliss came across an entry where Herick wrote about a crush he had during his school days. He described a pretty girl in his class whom he found himself drawn to, but his lack of self-esteem prevented him from confessing his feelings. Herick kept his affection a secret, with no one aware of his admiration for this girl. However, Cliss discovered a peculiar detail: Herick had an unusual habit of watching the night sky and conversing with the moon. He confided his deepest secrets to the lunar presence, finding solace in the celestial companion. Cliss couldn't help but feel a connection to Herick, for she, too, shared an inexplicable fascination with the night sky and the moon.