Jounal Stories

Hewwo! This is our cringy diary. We will be updating almost every day. Each section will list who's entry it is, the date, and the time. If we are together that day, then there will be an entry for each of us in one chapter. Thanks for reading! Remember, we love you like Brendon loves Capri Sun! 🌻

My life, here for anyone who wants to read it

C'est une histoire de Ginny Weasley

We all experience a glitch, where everything is working as planned, until problems showed up, so you have to improvise a new plan.

The life of 👸😇has always included a routine so what happens when that changes

Je suis Naomi, j'ai 23 ans, jeune propriétaire d'une maison à rénover, en couple depuis 6 ans et un compte en banque bien rempli.Mon parcours semble sans failles et pourtant... Dans ce journal je vais vous raconter mon histoire, de mon adolescence à aujourd'hui, vous dévoiler mes secrets, mes désirs mais aussi mes plus grandes peurs. Vous allez apprendre, si cela n'est pas déjà le cas, que la vie est loin d'être un long fleuve tranquille...

Hi this is me talking about me Possable poems and short stories in here.

It is exactly as the tittle says, Dream Journal. This is where I shall share my dreams from naps and the nightly slumber. I do find my dreams being much more vivid than others and I can recite them and remember with much detail. So I thought this probably is a new thing on wattpad that would be fun to do. And I have always wanted an actual journal but this is more fun. So I would like you to enjoy as I write down my dreams. It will be as active as it is and if my dreams become overly creepy or anyway innapropiate, I will keep it clean and nothing past PG-13.

So this is just a book titled My Life. There is no deeper meaning behind the title cause it's literally just short little entries about my life and what's happening in it. So yeah. Enjoy. Warning: This story has NO PROGRAMATIC CONTENT. That means there is no real plot to this book and it's just my life.

The book was left at a popular bar. The book smelled of sharpie warning any viewers to stay away. Opening the book the sharpie became stronger a smell that could overwhelm anyone, country or not.

10-year old Riley has mixed feelings when his parents tell him that they're moving cross-country. He and his family love new adventures, though, so he views this relocation as an opportunity for just that. From racing on "gigantic slides" and sailing aboard a pirate ship (complete with a mermaid and a cannon) to sipping hot chocolate by the fire and enjoying the beauty of cloud formations, changing leaves, and the setting sun, the family enjoys an action-packed, autumn day in the mountains. All while Riley is documenting their activities in his Adventure Journal.

Journal #1 (Day 17) ... Well, My name is Avery... I'll be writing about my life before and why I was placed in this loony bin.

That's it. I'm just going to use this as a diary/journal. Please read. ... PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE -

This is a public journal that is related to me being a therian

I'm trying something new!! i started writing my thoughts and i ended up thinking of making a journal full of my thoughts, so here it is!!!! Sorry if its bad. --Gill

just me and my thoughts. somethings that i write in here may be triggering so you've been warned!!! (cover credits to artist)

months. it's been months since our last real conversation. how can you give up on me like that?

This is a journal, describing my every day life. I share with you my struggles with school, life, etc. I will only be using first names of everyone I mention here for reasonable purposes. These chapters may be short, unless I start to go off track and describe my life before. I may even show some drawings I've done, or maybe some things in my scrap book, so beware.

Journal Therapy Working through the fallout of an ugly divorce by journaling my experiences as a single mother