Hetaliadiary Stories

"H-Hey!D-Don't touch my things!"

Raimonds:This is my diary,all my anger,rage is in this.

Egor:D-Don't touch..

Don't touch that! It's mine!

The female crossed her arms, "You wanted to know more about me right?" She spoke quietly, before handing you the small leather bound book.

Don't expect this to be filled with a giggling girl talking about crushes. Or rather, like Prussia's diary. Property of Amara F. Jones.

Hi y'all, I'm Mississippi! And this is my diary. I do stuff and get in trouble. Let's start!

"Huh? H-hey! Y-you traitor! I gave you a slice of cake, hoping you wouldn't just go and rummage through my stuff. . . Diary thief!"

"Greece somehow got a hold of my last diary... I hope he doesn't get to this one! I made sure to lock it this time."

My life on my accounts, about my daily adventures!

Second part of my diary series. Enjoy!!

Here, I write about things I feel and all that junk, So yeah ~ ♥ Lien

((Because why not. I posted this on G+ but I feel like it works as a diary entry))