Journal Stories

This is the last of the journals in my life story I'm putting until modern day, and it's 2020! I wrote since then it's just not on wattpad, yet :) everyone has changed names and including me and people in my real life are still not allowed to read it but I still like them ❤️ also this makes more sense if you read book 3 first, There She Goes Again

Fucked up emo teenager writes in her journal about her fucked up life

This is based on my journals but everyone has different names including me. I love my life story and my life so it's here :) people from my real life still can't read it but I still appreciate most of them. This is from age 16! It's (probably justifiably) angsty at times but one of the best journal years 💜

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.

Book 1 "vows written in blood" trilogy ✨️ 𖤓 𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐉 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑 The man who rules Saanjhgarh. A name spoken with respect... and fear. The entire village knows him as their fearless head, yet no one has ever uncovered the storms he has buried deep within his heart. Behind his calm gaze lies a past wrapped in blood, promises, and secrets that were never meant to be found. ✦ ───────────────── ✦ 𖤓 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐋 A fearless journalist with a habit of chasing trouble. She believes every mystery deserves to be exposed, until one assignment leads her into his territory. To her, Aviraj Thakur is nothing more than the powerful head of Saanjhgarh. But to him... she is someone he has known long before she ever learned his name. ･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: Their worlds were different, but their hearts learned the same language. :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

⤷ ゛𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐄⋆──𝙖𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙖'𝙨 𝙟𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙡 .ᐟ ━━━━━━━━ 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃... adriana uses this book for updates and other important things ᥫ᭡ ❝𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚❞ 𝓢𝓒⊹ ࣪ ˖

Hi! I write Boys of Tommen Fan Fiction, and thought it would be fun to have a sort of journal where I could include snippets of upcoming projects, (I'd post the ones I've already uploaded in Conversations), my plans for future stories, as well as visuals, fun facts, and even just things that remind me of the characters and their stories. It can also be a place to discuss the stories, and answer questions :))

This is a diary where I will be recording my thoughts and feelings of each day. I'll also include some ideas for some stories I plan to write in the future. I appreciate all compassion and understanding. But, no haters allowed

For The Teen Turning Fourteen Diaries of a Teenager #1 Dearest reader, I'm Zielle, 14 years old. So... where should we start? Maybe, just maybe, like any other normal reader, you turn to page one, where my awkward phase of being a teenager begins. Though I think I never really got over that. Or to my other entries filled with my homesickness, crushes, random thoughts, and the little (and not-so-little) adjustments that come with starting over. Maybe you'll relate to me, maybe not. Maybe you'll learn something, maybe not. (I'm hoping that you actually do learn something though or I'll cry myself to sleep every night). Anyways, if you're still reading this... I hope you don't judge me and my diary.

A collection of first drafts, writing exercises, and the early steps of reclaiming my creative voice.

A new path for my own new story, in which my memories are vividly alive

An epistolary story told entirely through a character's private diary.

Milo Calhoune wasn't looking for a love story when he found the journal wedged between the seat and wall of a train. But inside its pages is Marley - a girl desperate to escape the polished world she was born into, the future being chosen for her, and the boy she's expected to marry. What Milo doesn't know is that he already met Marley last summer in Montauk. Back then, she was No-Name: sharp-tongued, impossible, secretive, and unforgettable. She stole his fries, mocked his privilege, kissed him on the beach, and vanished without a goodbye. Now Milo is searching for the girl in the journal, never realizing she's the same girl who broke his heart.

One kiss less, one breath spared, one truth left unuttered. Every page is a isolated room in an endless corridor. A collection of diconnected fragments, solitary thoughts, and quiet confessions. There is no plot here to follow and no characters to seek, only the raw anatomy of human thought, written in moments of absolute stillness. Read them as they come, or open them random. Each chapter stands alone, bound only by the darkness it inhabits.

My own one-year journal.

𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝟹 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜: 𝟷. 𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝟸. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏*𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐?? 𝟹. 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙸'𝚖 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 "𝚠𝚝𝚏 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜" 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎- 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝙸'𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 - 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚋𝚊𝚍, 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢, 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝-𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌. 𝚂𝚘 𝙸 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙸'𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙼𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝... 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. Welcome to the chaos.

Evelyn, a 17-year-old high school student, has to overcome the side effects of emotional abuse to connect with her mate and become the Luna of her pack. But what will happen when she discovers who she needs to be is much more significant than anything she could have imagined? Will she be able to hide her identity long enough to overcome her self-doubt and accept her fate to be Luna? Cinderella story meets shapeshifter fantasy written in episodic journal entries.

Elowen doesn't know when she stopped feeling things the way she used to. Maybe it was the loneliness. Maybe it was everything she never said. Or maybe she simply got tired of caring. But when her quiet, ordinary life begins to change, she finds herself facing the one thing she's been avoiding for years: herself.

my name is basha. i am a pembroke welsh corgi and i live with the author. this is my honest account of that experience. i have opinions about bread, the aircon temperature, delivery packages, and a fictional korean man named eun woo who has never once given me anything but somehow lives here anyway. i also have opinions about writing, late nights, deleted chapters, and what it means to love someone who is always somewhere else in their head. these are my notes. updated whenever something important happens, which is often, because i am very alert. - basha

A book that contains any account of paranormal I experience. My house is haunted and the ghosts don't like me at all so... yea. I need advice. Very informal, short chapters and a few swears too.