Diary Of A Diary

Introduction

She flipped open the pages of her diary. It was someone she told all her jokes, secrets(not that she had many) and whatever she wanted to :P (obvio). She pulled out her blue gel pen and began to write...

Hi Diary! I'm here to tell you something crazy today! School was alright, and it seemed to be a normal day, but I had no idea of what was coming next. As usual I went to art class in a hurry, and I just grabbed my bag and ran. Huffing and puffing, I reached, only to find out the clock in the house is ten minutes fast. I sat down in my usual place, pulled out my paints, brushes, and my book. Rita asked me for my book because she hadn't attended the last class. So I gave it to her. Before I could realise what was happening - 'Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!' It was Rita. You see, Benny had put a dead cockroach in it, to scare me. But it happened on Rita itself! Oh my god, you should have been there! Everyone was rolling on the floor with tears streaming out of their eyes! Okay, Mum's calling, have to sleep. Good night diary :)

She put the pen in her pouch and ran off to do the stuff we all do at night. And in less than half an hour, she was snoring!

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Tia was a normal girl, just like all of us. She led a normal life, in a normal town, in a normal country, on a normal planet, in a normal...oh, never mind. And she wrote a Diary, like we all do. But there was something unusual about her diary, and it might be so with all our diaries, who knows. I don't, you don't and she definitely didn't.

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"Hey Telly, late tonight ? Tia kept you up, huh ?"

"Yes Rinnie. Tia, god! Writes so much in me! And all nonsense, that too. But good she doesn't write like Rita, all emotional stuff!"

"I just hate her Telly! God knows why she needs to bother me with all her personal stuff!"

"You're her diary Rinnie, and that's what humans use diaries for, you know."

"But why ?! Why can't they be more like us ? Well by the way, I heard the president's diary's coming to visit us tomorrow night."

"All the way from there ?!?!"

"Yep Telly, and now its getting late. See you tomorrow pal! Bye!"

"Bye Rinnie, good luck with Rita! Haha!"

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All the diaries met every night to have tea(don't ask me how) and a quick chat. Maybe yours goes there too. The life of a diary is very different from ours, except that they too drink tea, and write diaries. I don't know what my diary thinks of me, and I bet you don't know about yours too. But Tia was soon going to find out...