However, write journal for your entire life must be a very useful. It will come in handy in your old day or in the reunion. Norbert Glowing Quartz, a male pupil at Heartcore Junior High School which has his father works on the Senior High School try to do so. He always wants to be able to write one. But how if he won't get a time to do so? How if the memories he have to write isn't fun? How if he have to not be the main character on his own journal?
The novel as the name suggests concoction is a blend of young love ,betrayal,thrill, shock and surprise with a spark of humour embedded in between. The novel will give a ride through various emotions and will relate to all of its readers. A must read to all those minds who need some adrenaline rush and dopamine satisfaction.
There is nothing can compared to first love. If there is, then I must have been fooling myself for 7 years. After all this years and everything that had happen, you still live here with me. How can I undo everything? How can I delete those little time, when those days that i can count with my fingers is worth 7 years of my life, and still counting. PS. When a story has been told, it will be forever written in their memories, just as how this story will retain on me for the rest of my life. My life as a high school student and up until now, will be written in here. Because I know that one day when I came back, it'll be worth re-reading.
Jin-Su is a very funny, very cute and very mischevious guy though he doesn't act that way...he looks bored and sad most of the time...he need someone to cheer him up but no one comes so he decides to write a secret diary anonymously of his life and it's not as sadistic as you think...
"What would you do if you woke up in a world that no longer works the same way you remember?" That is the question I asked myself when I woke up in the middle of the road with my surroundings turned into an abandoned and ruined city. What is worse, I seem to have no idea who I am and my memories are in jumbled which might be what you call amnesia. This diary is the mark of my journey in this post-apocalyptic world as I try to find the clues of what happened and to find out my lost identity.
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Hai! Salam kenal :) Panggil saja aku C . Aku tidak bisa memberitahumu nama asliku. Maafkan Aku. Ya, karena dalam setiap surat yang akan kuberikan nanti. Aku akan membahas hal-hal yang cukup pribadi tentangku dan tentu saja aku sangat menjaga harga diriku karna aku akan membicarakan semua hal tentangku yang tidak boleh diketahui oleh orang lain. Untuk itu mohon mengerti mengapa aku merahasiakan identitasku. Mungkin kau bertanya-tanya, "Mengapa kau mempercayakan hal pribadimu padaku?". Ya, karna aku tidak mempercayai siapapun di dunia ini dan bodohnya aku percaya padamu. Haha, maafkan aku. Aku hanya berharap ada yang dapat mengerti tentangku, yang setia mendengarkan keluh kesahku, selalu ada untukku disaat senang dan sedih, dan bisa menjadi tempat kepercayaanku. --- Semenjak kejadian malam itu. Banyak hal yang terjadi dan membuat hidup C menjadi kacau. Terlebih ia harus mencoba mengerti dan dipaksa oleh proses hidup untuk menerima realita yang ia alami bahwa sebagian hidupnya hanyalah hayalan. Untuk itu mengapa C menulis semua ini. *Cerita ini terinspirasi dari orang yang saya kenal memiliki skinzofrenia. Semua cerita hanya fiksi tidak ada yang nyata saya hanya mengambil bagaimana sudut pandang skinzofrenia dengan informasi yang saya cari. Semoga cerita ini benar-benar bisa menjelaskan bagaimana sudut pandang orang dengan skinzofrenia walau lebih mengarah kepada cerita fiksi
Do you have a deepest darkest secret? A random thought? Or just had a silly day? Post you story at confesstothevoid.com where your stories are told anonymously. The things you wont dare to post on Twitter, Instagram, or Facebook is safe in here where everybody can see, but no one will know. Real stories, just fake names. A collection of one-shot stories. *** Excerpt from Entry 3: "Oh! Dear! He was gorgeous." She described him with a glint in her greying eyes. "Yes, Dear. I could barely look at him in the eyes!" She giggled. "But then we got to know each other… Oh, indeed. We knew everything there is to know from a lover. But my parents never liked him. They were bad… very bad. I was sixteen and was pregnant with his child. Oh! How angry my parents were, it was a scandal to get pregnant unwed. They separated us. Never saw him again. The babe was given for adaption. I only heard it cry, not able to hug it once. Never knew if it was a he or a she. The biggest regret of my life. Never forgave my parents for it…" She paused for a moment. "…so young woman, once you find your love, never let it go." She concluded. "How will I know if I found my love?" I asked her. "Unfortunately, my dear, people find the love is true when its already gone." *** Disclaimer: Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Content Warning: This series contains disturbing themes such as sexual assault, murder, substance abuse, and suicide.
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