Stories tagged “Diary”

  • Diary Entry -Life of a Contractor "The Morning"

    ‘Not again!’ thought Vaughan as he rose out of bed. Yet again he’d wasted the perfect opportunity to make some serious inroads into the log jam of the mental To-Do list he had set the day before. It was already 11:30 am on a Sunday an...

  • I've quit smoking. (for the 27th time...)

    I was thinking—looking down at its burning ember end—and considering the fact that this could be my last cigarette, possibly ever. Thinking, what am I doing here? Breathing smoke, coating my lungs with god-knows-what, and all for a paltry t...

  • My Day

    By Jake – Aged 9. The sun shined today and mummy wanted to go to the shops she said she would buy me some sweets so I went too. The shop lady said I was a good boy and give me a free sweet I picked my favourite sweet strawberry flavour. When we w...

    • Author: Bad Beat
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Secret Longing

    Dear Diary, Tonight I’m feeling unloved. I’m lonely tonight. My best friends are away on vacation, immersed on cloud nine with a new flame, or just tired and taking a night off to relax.. without me. Then there’s the other friend. I g...

  • A Desperate Thought

    Day 148 since nuclear fallout. Diary entry number 102. Time 9:32 AM. Temperature 62 degrees Fahrenheit. I couldn’t sleep this morning. I kept having this dream about…about a little girl, all alone. She was crying over something. Over someon...

  • Excerpts From a Grim Reaper's Diary, page 3,054

    May 5, 1821 Dear Diary, Stomach cancer is a terrible way to go. I guess trying to conquer Europe will do that to man. Sounds like it could’ve started with that exile though. Being that separated from the rest of the world would certainly give me ...

  • Mysteries From the Past (homophone challenge)

    They’re all afraid of the old rickety Victorian mansion up the hill behind the iron gate and weedy cemetery. They have good reason to be; it has a mysterious history. But no one will admit they are scared, nor tell me anything about it. I found a...

  • Things Are Getting a Little Too Normal (2)

    I have study hall eighth period, replacing chemistry. Today in gym, this kid who sat two desks away from me in chemistry was walking by and said, “Hi Stacey.” He only talked to me once, to tell me to push Daniel Fraunhaus off his chair, but still i...

  • Things Are Getting a Little Too Normal (3)

    I noted that Lisa seems to have moved on from Frank. Her team was playing against the Spanish Soccer Team, aka the kids who seem to turn any sport involving a ball into soccer. She ran over to this greasy looking gangsta guy with spiky black hair and a...

  • Things Are Getting a Little Too Normal (4)

    Frank’s cousin, Marissa MacFarlane was also on Lisa’s team. Marissa is a painfully popular junior girl who was voted “Most Talkative” in middle school. She is really pretty, I think, with her long, wavy dirty blonde hair and big brown eyes. She...

  • Scruples (1)

    Yesterday was amazing, for all the wrong reasons. It was fourth period, the bell had already rang and I was wobbling my way to the door of the courtyard. I had just donated blood and was still woozy from it, and normally I wouldn’t use the courtyard ...

  • Scruples (2) (Mature)

    I opened the door and some smoke escaped. I sat down and once again took it all in. Frank smiled at me and said, “All right…” His hair was messy and looked like he fell asleep in his car, which he may have. He had on a pair of blue plaid shorts a...

  • Scruples (3) (Mature)

    He sighed and gently asked, “What do you know about Kaley Ruckner?” I scrunched my nose and replied, “Well, all I know about Kaley Ruckner I learned from the bathroom wall. She’s apparently a ‘crazy coke whore bitch’.” “Yeah, that’s ...

  • Scruples (4) (Mature)

    Frank sprang up and turned his head to me, “What’d you say?” I turned away so I wouldn’t have to look into his sad eyes. I couldn’t believe it. Here I was with my crush of a year; confessing my love to him while he was high. “It’s just so...

  • Scruples (5) (Mature)

    It made me sad to see Frank like this, I leaned over close to him and hugged him tight. “Frank, I… I think you’re just amazing, and… if you ever have a problem, I know you can overcome it,” I said. He looked deep into my eyes and said, “Sta...

  • Scruples (6) (Mature)

    “No,” I whispered. He ran his hands through his short but messy hair. “Stacey, do you want to…you know…” I knew. And for the past year I had wanted this exact moment, but not like this. “I… no, Frank. Not like this,” I clumsil...

  • 11:11 AM, 8/18/09

    11:11 AM. Make a wish, it might come true. Silently, all I could think about was the dream. No, not the murderous one, where Sean is the murderer. A different dream, one I’ve had many times. I’m too afraid to write about it because I’...

  • Scruples (7) (Mature)

    “Yeah, but I can’t, I just donated blood so I can’t smoke for six hours,” I said, not wanting to sound like a complete loser. Frank nodded. I sighed, bored. “Do you want to just… go somewhere?” I bravely (and randomly) asked. “I want to...

  • Scruples (8) (Mature)

    “What’s wrong?” I asked. “I hate who I’m becoming,” Frank quietly said. “What do you mean?” Frank took out another small bag, except this one was filled with a white powder. “I had to take money from my mom to get this,” he said, cl...

  • Scruples (9) (Mature)

    “Oh, come on. I just need one line,” he said I glanced down. “Maybe you do have a problem.” “I don’t.” “Frank, you just said you ‘needed’ one line.” “You know what? Shut up. I’ll tell you what I don’t need… people telling ...

  • Scruples (10) (Mature)

    “I’m sorry,” he said, tearing up, “I’m just so messed up lately. I hate who I am at this moment. I didn’t mean to make you cry. I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at everyone but you. I love you. I do.” He kissed me. “You’re the only one...

  • False Friend

    Julie was very convincing. She had of course done it herself. Six months on and she was still hounding me. ‘Why are you doing this to yourself? Get on with it or I will not help anymore.’ No more procrastination. I knew I would do it. I ...

    • Author: Marli
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • My Side of the Mountain

    There were some old, spooky-looking books at one end of the shelf—with heavy bindings and even padlocks. I was almost positive they were just props—from what I’ve read, inside your head is the last place you’d want to keep the Necronomi...

  • June 15, 1944

    We were in charge of placing the Marines safely on the beach. “Safe.” We were to place over 8000 men in a horrible position in front of an enemy that knows we are coming. How do these guys do it? I can maneuver the Higgins straight up to th...

    • Author: Trae
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5