Journal Stories

Dear Husband, I wish you all the best. I am letting you go. No more secret glances. No more secret calls. No more secret box. No more longing looks and quiet sighs. I don't want to hear you mumble her name in our bed at three in the morning with your bourbon breath anyway. Go ahead. Love the love of your life freely. Fly to her. Set me free. Just your wife for now, Soon to be your ex-wife, Never been your love, Matilda Whitmore.

when the world hits 2 AM

Thoughts turned into short essays

Mmmmmm come with me to see if actually obtain any of my goals i set for myself! Currently: i'm restarting my journey from like 3-4 years ago, and i still believe in this stuff so huzzah! I'm setting my goals on being an avian this time around however. Out of curiosity are there any journals for people's mythical journey still active anymore? I remember when i was younger (in like 7th or 8th grade) I would obsess over reading all of the possible ones I could find. My old account got deleted however... So I no longer have access to all of those reading lists :,) Anyways, Enjoy reading this! (or don't- i can't stop you lol)

hiiii

People think heartbreak begins when someone leaves. Mine began much earlier. It began the day I started believing that if I loved someone enough, they would stay. This is not a love story. At least, not in the way people expect. It is a collection of memories, letters, and silent conversations between a boy and every version of himself that survived another goodbye. From the first girl he met in Class 11 to the one he almost built a future with, every chapter carries a different name but the same question: "What if loving someone isn't enough to make them stay?" Somewhere between losing people, losing a watch bought with his first earned money, losing pieces of himself in mountain towns and metro stations, he begins to understand that the hardest person to choose has always been himself. This book is for anyone who ever confused attention with forever, waited for messages that never came, and still woke up the next morning with a heart willing to love again. Because sometimes the greatest love story is not about finding someone. Sometimes it's about finally staying with yourself.

A collection of journals written in the quietest hours, during the loudest cries no one ever hears. Bleeding ink flows from her heart, engraving pain with every stroke on the page. Page after page is marked with stained tears, a signature of unbearable sorrow. Every fragment of memory is preserved, never forgotten.

Just my own therian journal since I've seen so many, so I thought I'd do my own!

idk what's happens in the future since I live in present let's see, is it kismet? or coincidences ? or can I change it??

Matilde Vilandre, fraîchement bachelière, vient tout juste de sortir de ses années d'adolescence. Son rêve depuis toujours : devenir graphiste. Cependant, ses études de rêve la forcent à déménager seule dans la grande ville, loin de ses amis du lycée et de sa famille. Devant gérer les exigences de sa nouvelle vie en plus de ses troubles existants, Matilde, ou Tilly pour les intimes, a un long chemin à faire avant d'atteindre la gloire.

A phone. No password. A note that said - If you found this, you were supposed to. Anika Sharma did not know Vihan Singh. She came to his funeral because her cousin asked her to. She sat on a bench outside the cremation ground because she had nowhere else to wait. She picked up the phone because it was sitting there, unguarded, like something that had been left on purpose. She was right. It had been. Inside the phone is everything - journals, voice notes, memories, confessions. The story of a boy who grew up collecting tomorrows he was never sure he deserved. Who chased dreams so hard he forgot to live inside them. Who spent twenty years trying to become extraordinary, and never once stopped to ask if ordinary was ever the problem. Vihan Singh feared one thing above everything else. Being forgotten. This is the story he left behind so that wouldn't happen. The Broken Star is told in two timelines - Anika in the present, reading. Vihan in the past, living. Two strangers connected by a phone on a bench and the quiet, devastating question that runs beneath every page: Can someone who believes they're broken still leave light behind? This is not a love story. It is something harder than that. It is a story about becoming - and realizing, almost too late, that you were already someone. Psychological Fiction • Coming-of-Age • Mystery For everyone who has ever felt like a nobody at 3 AM.

༺═────────────═༻ 𝑻𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑶𝑵 | K. Bakugo | ༺═────────────═༻ The kingdom has always known who to fear. The ruthless prince. Not the girl with ink-stained fingers and a worn leather journal. When an unexpected encounter with the crown's explosive heir pulls an ordinary commoner into the heart of the royal court, she finds herself surrounded by dangerous alliances, whispered conspiracies, and secrets older than the kingdom itself. Everyone wears a mask. Every promise has a price. And every act of kindness comes with a consequence. As war brews beyond the palace walls and betrayal lurks within them, she must decide who deserves her trust... before the kingdom decides her fate. Every chapter begins with a page from her journal. Every page tells the truth. You just won't understand it until the very end. Book One of the Treason Duology. "History remembers kings. This is the story it tried to forget."

real story in my life

What do you do with all the words you never say? Dear You is a collection of letters, poems, journal entries, and reflections written to someone who may never read them. A story told through unsent letters and scattered thoughts-about love, growing up, gratitude, memories, and learning that sometimes the most important things are the ones left unsaid.

This is a fanfic combining the powers of Frozen and the ancestry and secrets of the Wingfeather Saga by Andrew Peterson! Generations have passed, and the legend of the Throne Warden would last forever. But when a desendant of an old villain threatens to tear the world of Aerwiar apart, the Jewels of Anneira are needed once more. But sometimes, there are secrets in disguise. Elsa, Anneir, and Sara Igiby live the town of Rysen. They have heard of the legends of the Wingfeathers, who defeated the villain of Gnag the Nameless and restored the Shining Isle of Anniera. However, when Elsa hears voices, Anneir sees visions, and Sara can summon the dragons with her ancient whistleharp at the Feather Fest, their lives change forever.

Three days ago, I published a short story about the perfect murder. Tonight, someone used it as a blueprint. November 29th. A storm. A locked pool room. Nine suspects. One dead teacher. I didn't kill him, but someone in this room did. And they're using my words to do it. This is my account of what happened. Whether you believe it or not is up to you.

LETTERS I'LL NEVER SEND follows Ayiesha Aevia Del Fierro Sivesco, a nursing student who learns to survive life by writing the feelings she cannot say out loud. Through her journal entries, she turns memories, silence, and emotional fragments into letters meant for no one but herself. Her world is already full of noise-family expectations, academic pressure, and a friend group that feels like home but never simple. Yet everything begins to shift after a quiet, accidental encounter with Lauren Daphne Valoria, an architecture student she meets through a spilled cup of coffee. Nothing dramatic happens at first. No confession. No clear beginning. Just small, unexplainable moments that linger longer than they should. As Ayiesha tries to keep her life steady, she slowly realizes that some people don't enter your story loudly-they slip into your thoughts quietly, and stay there without asking permission.

After losing her mother, seventeen-year-old Elowen Parker aka Ellie discovers an unfinished bucket list in her mother's journal. The first line reads: "Don't let a single beautiful sunset go unwatched." Determined to complete the list before summer ends, she visits the beach every evening to photograph the sunset. That's where she meets a boy, Theo Brook, who never stays until the sun disappears below the horizon. He always leaves a few minutes early. Everyone thinks he's just quiet. The truth is he hasn't watched a full sunset since the day he lost his older brother in an accident. Reluctantly, he begins helping her complete the bucket list-learning to surf, camping under the stars, sneaking into an abandoned lighthouse, writing letters to their future selves, watching meteor showers, and chasing sunsets across different beaches. As summer passes, she learns to live with grief instead of running from it. He learns that moving forward doesn't mean forgetting. But the final item on the bucket list changes everything. "Watch one last sunset with the person you'll never want to say goodbye to." The only problem is that, by then, they're about to be separated by circumstances neither can control.

BUCKLE UP, we're back and w e i r d e r! Trigger warning: Anything can happen. We're going to try a different format, might be easier on me for compiling things. One chapter of the wacky dreams themselves, then a chapter in reflection of my life and the dreams themselves. Experimenting with techniques, might like this better cause it gives me something to read back on. Self reflection can be healthy, that's my goal at least.

my personal agere journal!! yaayy! ♪ feel free to look (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠) hate/meanies comments will be removed<3 ------------------- (I might add short fics of my oc but idk.. im not very good T T.. will add what fandoms i add before starting<3)