Its basically a diary. I will try and post everyday of what happens throughout the rest of my life.

5:39 am
Dear Diary,

Today is the first day back at school for the year 2020. I am very nervous on how this is going to turn out because me and a few friends didn't really get along well over vacation. I am glad to go back and see my best friend Juliana Hoyle though. We Face Timed basically all vacation and we stayed up late both making cookies while on Face Time. I also had my sister, Harmony over and I went to my knee doctor and got all cleared to do gym and sports! I am so happy that I can do softball this year, all I need are my equipment which is why I asked for Dick's Sporting Goods gift card for my birthday. Oh shoot! I need to go out for the bus now, it is 6:00 and the bus comes in 10 minutes! Well, anyways, I'll see you when I come home from physical therapy. 

10:39 am
Hey, I am back! What a day so far. I am in study hall, and am in the library. Oh my god has today been almost the worst day of my life to far. I can't even describe how much I really hate people. It was so bad that I almost got sent to the principals office cause I am ready to punch people in the mouths. So one of my friends that I was talking about this morning, she has been such a freaking bitch to me this morning. Like what did I do to you? For example, during science, me and my best friend were talking all of a sudden she turns around to us and asks if any of us has any food and of course I did but I was saving that for the bus, and so my best friend says that she has an orange. Well we can't have oranges in the class because one of the teachers down the hall is extremely allergic. So I remind Juliana that we can't have oranges and this freaking bitch has the assiduity to scream at me saying, "I KNOW, YOU DON'T NEED TO BE A ASSHOLE TO ME ABOUT IT" um, bitch who do you think you are talking to? I simply reminded Juliana that we couldn't have oranges in a nice calm tone, but NOPE! Not anymore I guess. The bell is about to ring. I will talk to you when I get home. 

11:11 pm
Ahh the nice 11:11 make a wish bullshit. To good to become true. So we have English and I am in basically in everyone of this bitch's classes. She still wants me to give her answers to every paper we do in class and give her food. I am getting ready to tell her that I can barely afford to buy shit for me, never mind heron top of that, and now my sister is having a baby so I need to have money to buy it what it needs when I babysit. I don't even know anymore, I just know that this is not good for my anxiety, and for my headaches cause everyday lately, I have had a headache that last all day long. So I am going to get some sleep, good night.

This novel is about a teenage girl who is going back to school from Christmas break. Everything is different this time of year, and nothing will be the same. What will she do when everything starts going south for her?

Just like this, many months came to past. The girl carried around the ring.
Sometimes, she would sit in a secluded place and take out an array plate to study. Array alchemy had always fascinated her, and this was a plate that someone from her family had brought back from their trip to the human continent. She had never seen such a low-level array done so well. It fueled her fire to want to improve her foundation and build towards a higher level of formation expertise. 
In fact, her passion for this was a large part of the reason why she took the risk of keeping the ring. Meeting such an expert would help her improve by leaps and bounds. 
Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately for Dyon, this array plate happened to be the same plate that he had made thousands of while trying to make money at Focus Academy. It seems that The General had done his job of collecting and selling the unused plates well, to the point where it had made its way over the seas and to the land of another species of people. 
But, Dyon was oblivious. He remained unconscious. Little Black would often lick his face to see if he could start him awake, but it was to no avail. The worst part was, that Little Black wasn't the only one who was worried. Madeleine had been sending messages to Dyon everyday for the past 6 months. She had even given up on getting him to respond, it was almost like her messages to Dyon had become a diary of what she did everyday. The countless messages all culminated in a single thought: I miss you. 
All this time, Dyon's aurora was working towards healing Dyon. If it had just been a few arrows and a spear wound, maybe it wouldn't have taken so long. But, Dyon had put untold stress on his body by tapping out his wills to the limit. And, that wasn't even mentioning the stress of using the Demon Emperor's Will technique with already damaged organs. Plus, with the infusion of the sage demon's blood, the quality of his body had improved so much that it had taken all this time to even heal him to a reasonable point. And yet, he was still unconscious. 
On top of all of this, the device Chenglei had used may have seemed simple, but, it was anything but. It was a transcendent level treasure called the Demolition Cube, and if it was used by someone with real power, it could just barely match up to the weapons of the pseudo 33rd heaven's layer. If it wasn't for the fact that it was a person with such weak cultivation using it, even the 25th White Mother's will wouldn't have been enough to stop it. In fact, had Chenglei been strong enough to use it repeatedly, Dyon would have long been dead. This was the reason Chenglei hadn't participated in the final battle: he was too drained. Instead of risking the geniuses exposing his treasure, he chose to leave in the shadows. The loss of such a weapon was a bigger hit than the Daiyu clan could take. And, the fact they even had such a weapon would expose them to the world well before they were ready – this was something Chenglei wasn't willing to risk.  
However, this battle wasn't without its benefits. Dyon's soul was able to increase in power from the initial 4th stage to the peak of the middle levels of the 4th stage. This also gave him experience he hadn't had before. In order to fight all of the geniuses at once, he relied heavily on the enhanced reflexes given him by the essence blood he had absorbed as well as the 6th sense granted him by his mind's eye. But, now he realized this wasn't enough. He needed to increase his control over his techniques and his wills. He had already begun to understand that wills, despite what levels they had reached, could have different depths of understanding. For example, Dyon's 9th level of music will would hardly find competition against the 9th level wills of most others. This probably led to his first mistake in his battle: he hadn't used his music will although it was his strongest asset.
The second problem, was his speed arraying. With Dyon's level of soul, it should have been impossible for the arrows of geniuses at the initial layers of meridian formation to ever pierce his defenses. But, because of the flaws of speed arraying, there was no way for him to have time to create better arrays. So, he relied much too much on an ability that should act as a supporter rather than his main abilities. 
His third problem was his stamina. The battle had lasted less than 10 minutes, but Dyon was already tapped out by the end. If it hadn't been for Saeclum's ill advised attack, and the memories of his master letting him know that it was smart to conceal his soul strength, he wouldn't have been able to get up. 
His fourth problem was that his most powerful aspect, his soul, was nearly impossible to use in real combat. Soul experts usually specialized in auxiliary abilities. Direct attacks using the soul were exceedingly dangerous as Saeclum had found out the hard way. Dyon had come across many soul techniques since it was part of the expertise of the Celestial Deer Clan, but he hadn't learned any of them because he had no one to rely on while executing techniques that took so much focus. It was nearly impossible to come up with a speed technique for something so delicate. So, Dyon could only use his soul as the power source for his array alchemy, but, that led right back to the problem of his speed arraying. Unless Dyon powered his soul to such an insane level that he could speed array formations originating from the peak practitioner level and beyond, he wouldn't be able to win a fight against so many geniuses. 
His fifth problem was that he understood too many wills. He had many tricks, but no masteries. Much of his wills were too shallow. His understanding of the sword had reached the 7th level of wills, but it had no form or substance. He might as well be swinging wildly. On top of that, he had no idea why his understanding of the sword had progressed so quickly. For example, his time will was only at the 1st level. His celestial will, despite being one of his most important abilities, was only at the 3rd level, and he was nowhere near understanding its true essence. With his most useful abilities being so shallow, there was little to say about his other understandings like wind, demonic, space.
At this point, Dyon could only make use of space will on himself and it was only at the first level. The same point went for his understanding of wind. Imagine if he could apply wind will to his sword will? Imagine if his sword could transport itself through space and appear in the body of an enemy? Imagine sharpening his sword with the ripples of space itself?
Dyon's unconscious mind was running through all of these possibilities. What he didn't know is that the level of comprehension he was angry with himself for not having reached, was something even experts at the saint level and beyond were still pondering. The true understanding of wills, the fusion of them, their applications in more ways than just yourself, those were things that an expert may go their whole lives without understanding for a single will. Let alone Dyon who wished to do the same for all of his wills. He had opened himself to a new level of comprehension: will paths.
Despite his indignation, it was impossible for Dyon to train in his current state. He could only allow his body to slowly heal while his soul reached a new sub level.

"You're too arrogant."

To Dyon, it seemed as though these words were heard all the time.

However, how could these people possibly know of all his hard work? Of the fact that sleep was but a distant relative of his. How could they know that he never had a single moment to rest. 

And yet, despite their ignorance, they still said, "you're too arrogant..."

But where were those people when a five-year-old Dyon's eyes shone looking at a computer screen filled with code? Where were those people when an eight-year-old Dyon played his piano and plucked his guitar strings until his fingers bled... needing to vent his feelings about his lost mother without bothering his fatigued father? Where were those people when Dyon sat alone at ten-years-old… when his parents were gone, and the only thing left was a room filled with inventions and computers?

Dyon's arrogance wasn't borne of thin air. It was his hard work. It was his shield. And he wasn't willing to give it up...

Now alone, he left his home behind. 

He was no longer the boy genius who changed the human mortal realm. He was now nothing but a commoner, a bug noble families saw fit to step on. An insignificant existence. 

And yet, Dyon was still the same unchanging person. Standing tall, his eyes firm and his will indomitable.  

This so-called Martial World would come to understand the meaning behind his existence...



**Excerpt** 
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"You're quite bold for a girl who's almost been recluse for her whole life you know," Dyon said chuckling.

"Little sister Delia and Meiying probably think so too, but you've been in my heart since the opening ceremony. Maybe not exactly in this way… But sometimes a foot in the door for a long time leads to a fully open one, no?"

Dyon smiled, 'it seems like she's been watching from afar for a long time… it must be lonely being in that room with Libro all the time.'

Dyon felt a delicate hand playing with his collar, "the truth is that I'm always playing the gentle big sister role, mostly because I have no idea how much longer I'll have the chance to…"

The vulnerability in her voice made Dyon tremble. Madeleine was so strong, yet it seemed even martial artists had their weaknesses too. 

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RMW happens to be the very first novel I've ever written. I have to admit that the first volume requires a lot of work. However, from the second volume onward I am confident in saying that it becomes a ride just as enjoyable as some of the best wuxia novels available. If you happen to read that far, and disagree, feel free to join our discord and call me an idiot for wasting your time, LMAO. I hope you guys stick it out to the end 

Present Day

The color of the sea as the sun sets made him nostalgic.

'Her favorite scene', said the voice at the back of his mind.

He closed his eyes, felt the breeze and calmed his heart. The sound of the waves got louder as he walked through the sand. He continued walking until his feet touched the water. He opened his eyes and saw the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on, the love of his life: smiling, full of life. She touched his face, making him close his eyes again. They stood there until the sun had been completely engulfed by the horizon. They always do the same thing everyday of the summer, not feeling tired from that routine at all.

He opened his eyes one more time and saw that she was not there with him anymore. He looked at the dark sky above and murmured, "Umalis ka na naman ng walang paalam," while embracing tight the little rectangular thing he had been holding since he got out of that 2-story house at the top of the hill.

It is a big blue and white mansion with large wooden double doors. It has five bedrooms, two at the ground floor and three at the second floor. It also has an entertainment room, a playroom, a collection room and a kitchen. The collection room had been cleared out and converted into another bedroom for the duration of the family's stay. The collections were temporarily transfered to the attic. 

The house was built 50 years ago and is now being used as a vacation house where the whole family spends the  summer vacation each year. As for the rest of the year, it is well taken care of by the family's caretaker. 

He smiled and turned his back from the sea and started walking to the shore. He made his way to the path leading back to the big house above. Two silhouettes were waiting for him side by side at the top of the 24-stepped cobblestone staircase. A man and a woman. 

"Kanina ka pa namin hinihintay sa loob," said Lucy, the woman standing on the left.

Leo, the one on the right, held his hand as he climbed up the last step. Then the three of them headed to the entrance of the mansion where the rest of the family awaits them.

Three kids met them as they threw open the door.

"It's story time! It's story time!" they said happily while clapping their hands.

Five other kids playing tag stopped and came to the entrance after hearing their cousins' voices. Three more kids got out of the playroom at the second floor and hurried down the stairs to join them.

"Let's eat dinner first before we listen to the story, okay?" said the eldest one of the five women who came out of the kitchen, Leo's wife.

"Okay!" said all the children in unison.

Five men entered the doors carrying grocery bags. One of them is Lucy's husband, Nico. He is Leo's best friend since high school and now his brother-in-law. 

"Dalhin niyo na ang mga 'to doon sa kusina," he said to the others with him. The four younger men with him then headed to the kitchen. 

"Ang dami niyo namang binili. Baka 'di natin maubos lahat ng mga 'yan bukas," said Lucy to his husband. 

"Sa dami ba naman natin dito siguradong ubos 'yan. At saka huling araw na natin dito bukas," he replied. "'Di ba Leo?"

Leo nodded. Then he turned to his father. "Pa, maupo ka na lang muna dito sa sala habang naghahanda kami ng hapunan."

"Aakyat na muna ako sa taas at magpapalit lang ako ng damit. Sige na, pumunta na kayo doon sa kusina," he replied.

His son look a lot like him when he was still younger. His daughter, on the other hand, resembles her mom a lot. 

"Sige Pa. Tawagin ka na lang namin 'pag handa na ang pagkain," Lucy said.

He climbed up the stairs and walked towards the farthest room to the right, the master's bedroom.

The cold breeze hit his face as he pushed open the door. The sliding windows beside the king sized bed was left unclosed.

The room is the biggest bedroom in the house. To the right from the door was a large wooden closet engraved with simple leaf designs. He had it refurbished recently since it was aged as old as the house. He can't bear replacing it even though his children would tell him that he should buy himself a new one. He opened it and pulled out a white shirt with a cat paw print on it. Leo and Lucy bought it for him on his 84th birthday last year.

After changing his clothes, he scanned the room. He sat himself on the bed close to the closet. Beside it was a small table with a night lamp, a flower vase containing the sunflowers he made his great grandchildren pick for him earlier in the day, a pair of reading glasses, a picture frame and the little thing he had been holding the whole afternoon at the beach — a diary. 

He picked up the frame, looked at it closely, examining every detail contained in the photo. It shows a family of four, taken 50 years ago, smiling brightly as the camera flashed before their eyes. That day was the twins' senior high school graduation ceremony. Yes, he remembered it clearly. The happy singing, the laughter, and the tight hugs he received from his two loving children while they were on their way home. And that hateful sound, yes, he remembered it clearly, too.

He got up from the bed and walked towards the book shelf on the left side of the room. It was attached to the wall and contained various books, mostly fictional. A small smile appeared on his lips, as he remembered her reading those books on that spot he used to see her almost everyday in the past.

He put the frame back on the table and picked up the diary. He ran his fingers through its cover. It was a normal size, pink-covered notebook with colorful beads glued on all sides. It has the word "Diary" written in front of it. Below it are Japanese characters: "カッリー".

He opened it and scanned the entries that were written 5 decades ago. He wore his reading glasses and started reading the first entry.  

He was sitting on his bed for about 10 minutes when he heard someone knock followed by the squeaking sound of the door as it opens.

"Lo? Tara na po. Kakain na," It was Jason, Leo's eldest son. His daughter, Annabeth, was with him. 

"Come on, Lolo. Let's eat," the child said while wearing a big smile on her face. 

He stopped reading and removed his glasses. He then put it aside together with the diary. Then he joined his grandson and great granddaughter outside.

Carrie Mendoza was a simple girl with big dreams. She was able to attend Goldwest Fields School, an elite high school where children of influential families from all over the country attend. This is where her pursuit of greater heights started.

Fate then played its part as she got to know Kyle Fuentabella, a smart young lad from the well-known Fuentabella clan. Unbeknownst to them, certain events from the past ties both of them with an invisible red thread...

"Those Memories" is a story about two people who were bound by the string of fate, a love that started at a young age. Will it prosper? Will it be able to stand through the tests of time? 

Do you believe in "coincidences"? Is there such a thing as "destiny"? 

Let Kyle and Carrie's story show you the meaning of love and the ups and downs that go with it. Let this story prove to you that "forever" exists - within our hearts... 

Enjoy reading! 

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"The moments we share are the moments we keep forever." - Catherine Pulsifer

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Language: Filipino, English 

Also available on Wattpad with the same title.

Ok well Dear Kats Diary its Emily. I'm doing this so Kat will now what has happen in the past few days. She has been out for 2 days now and we are starting to worry a bit. Steven has come to see her everyday. He wants her to wake up but we are hoping for the best. So anyway Hi Kat we are doing good we miss you a lot and hope you wake up soon. The next fight is in a week we already picked whos gonna play so no need to worry. We are wondering what your thinking about. We beleave your dreaming or something. Well thats all for now Steven will be writing next and we all might if you dont wake up.  Please wake up soon we need you here.

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Dear Kats Diary....Hey babe its me. I miss you so much and I hope your ok. I have came to see you everyday and I will do so till you wake up.  They next fight is easy Emily Zaria and Hannah are going to be in the next one so ya. Dylan has come in and use a secret gift of his to see if your ok. And thank god you are but we are still not sure why your not awake. Noah has been in the library with Zaria trying to find a way. Please wake up soon so I can hug you so we all can..I love you.

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Zaria - How is she today?

Hannah - She looks ok I wonder if shes hunger?

Steven - She will wake up soon I can feel it I just know it.

 Everyone is just standing there not saying a word. There wishing for there friend to wake up but a gasp broke the silence...

Everyone turned to Kat...She was sitting up with her legs at her chest in tears...OOWWW MY ARM-Emily....

Kat - PLEASE DON'T GO MOM.

Everyone looked at each other with confusion wondering why she said that...

"Adin, we are going first, call later?"
"Ye, sure, see you guys online."
"Ye, ye don't be late."
Adin is currently studying in Green State High, a high school situated near the district of the upper class. As a result, lots of students are from the upper class. However, maybe due to the principal being a famous rags to riches example. There is not much much discrimination from the upper class towards the lower classes.
Adin is from a middle class family. He had a sister but died due to a car accident when she was 10, furthermore, his mother passed away giving birth to said sister. All that is left from his household is his father. However, Adin felt his father died when his sister did as well. He always said he saw his mother in his sister, always pampering her and giving all that he could to ensure that his sister never worried about anything. Can one really be considered alive when his soul died? Now he just distracts himself with work, always coming home late...
"Mr Gast? I am here for my session today..." said Adin as he open the councillor room door.
Mr Gast is the school councillor that Adin has been seeing for 2 months now, Adin felt suffocated with feelings and didn't know who to talk to and turned to the councillor for help and surprisingly he was very helpful so Adin continued to see him, maybe he regards Mr Gast as the father figure in his life that was missing...though he is just taking a nap now.
"Mr Gast? MR GAST!"
"What..what? Kid you are here again? Did you at least bring food today? I'm starving.." Mr Gast stood up lazily and walked to the couch. 
"Am I your food stamp? Seriously you are 35 years old and can't eat when you are hungry? I ain't your caregiver old man." said Adin as he reluctantly takes out the burger he bought at the school canteen.
"Fish?"
"No."
"Chicken?"
"No?"
"Then what the heck is in it? Beef?"
"Just lettuces, its cheaper. I don't print money sir."
"You...whatever, beggars can't be choosers." Grumpily takes the burger, Mr Gast began to wolf down the veggie burger.
"So, how's the diary going? Helping with your hormonal feelings~?" snickered Mr Gast as he said, spraying the lettuce bits he chewed over the floor.
"Aren't you supposed to be more serious with this topic? What if I have an emotional outburst and hurt myself?" replied Adin cynically. 
"Why so uptight? Making an already serious situation more serious is not the way to go. Being straight and uptight won't get people to open up to you. If I was straight and serious like those psychiatrist that just came out of school, would you have told me your worries?"
[No...] thought Adin, he would have been too awkward to share anything.
"Whatever, so? What are you thinking of doing? You will graduate in a few months, thought of anything yet?"
"Nope, I don't really know what I want to do..." Adin said slowly. He never really thought about what he would do in the future. He always lived in the present so far. And even then, he never really felt anything that he really was drawn to. Nothing that he really wanted to pursue, to do.
"Kid, you need live with purpose, if not it will be too boring. Just look at me, sleeping everyday. Sigh, don't be like me. Come on throw some ideas at me." 
"What was your purpose then? How you end up sleeping everyday like a sloth?" retorted Adin.
Suddenly, Mr Gast sat upright from his usual slouched position. 
"I... wanted to be a superhero. I wanted to be like the heroes in the comics when I was young. Saving damsels in distress, helping the elderly and living an important life with value and worth. So, I strived for power and strength, but the deeper I went, the honorable life I thought I would be living wasn't there. Let's just say I could not take it anymore and decided to quit."
Adin was surprised. Mr Gast has never shared so much of his past before. All Adin knew about Mr Gast's past prior to today was that he and the principal has some ties but not sure exactly what.
"What do you mean strived for power? There ain't super powers in this world. And what do you mean by the honorable life wasn't there?"
"Kid, can't you think for yourself? Obviously it is money and status, they are the superpowers of the world. And you know how corporations are, self-interest first, profits first and morals only if convenient, absolutely not my style at all. Crap, I really sound like an old man complaining about life. Just think about what you want to do and I expect ideas tomorrow. Now, scram." grumbled the sentimental Mr Gast as he pushed Adin out of the room.
Adin started to leave school as he seriously thought about what he wanted to do in the future. He walked pass couples with branded t-shirts and bags as well as the beggars hoping for the rich to give some scraps of money to them, only to be chased away by police officers. 
[What Mr Gast said was really grand. I wonder if I will be able to live like that. However, if Mr Gast failed, can I do it? Being a hero...] thought Adin as he reached into his bag for his house keys. 
[Hmm? Where is it? I didn't drop it...did I?]
Adin started to recall when did he last see the keys...
[They were still there when I took out the burger... I must have dropped it in the room! It's 6:53pm now, if I take a taxi I should be able to make it before 8pm when the school is locked up.]
Adin started to run towards the side of the main road near his house, flagging down a taxi.
[Who knows when father will return today, I really need to press a couple of spare keys this weekend.]
The taxi started to drive towards the school as Adin fell into thought again about his assignment that Mr Gast gave him.
It is 7:15pm when Adin reached the school again. He walking briskly towards the councillor room when he saw that the light is still on. 
[Mr Gast must still be in! Did he fall asleep again?] thought Adin as he pushed open the door.
In the room, there was however no Mr Gast, instead there was a woman facing towards the window. She turned back and Adin was instantly embarrassed and looked away. The woman was very beautiful, with breathtaking proportions and exuded a very innocent aura. Adin felt like looking at her was defiling her, not daring to continue staring. 
"You are?" asked the unidentified woman in a business suit. 
"Ah...I am Adin, a student of Mr Gast, I just came back to get my house keys that I dropped." Adin stammered as he looked around for his keys. He didn't know why he was feeling this way, it isn't like he has never seen a woman before. 
[Fuck! Why am I so nervous???]
"Okay... I am waiting for Mr Gast, have you seen him? He is not in his room." asked the woman.
"Ah...I can check the toilet for you. Yea, I suspect he is in the toilet haha ye I can check." again stammered out by Adin as he left the room.
[Phew... What is wrong with me? Why am I even going to look for Mr Gast for her? Ah whatever let's just check the toilet out.]
Adin heard the tap being open and went inside the toilet nearest to the room. Sure enough, Mr Gast was in the toilet.
"Adin? What are you still doing here? I gotta say that burger you bought me really killed my stomach. I have been in the toilet for a solid 30 minutes. Should I sue for food poisoning? Haha, just kidding no need to be so serious." Mr Gast complained while washing his hands.
"Just here to pickup my keys. By the way, there is a woman in your room. Who is she, she is so beautiful that I even came to find you for her? Your daughter?"
Mr Gast immediately stopped the tap and looked over, as if he was observing Adin. 
"Adin, I want you to go home immediately. It's uh... private matters." said Mr Gast while patting Adin's shoulder.
"Sorry Mr Gast, I can't allow the boy to leave. It will not be dropped as suicide otherwise..." said the woman as she walked into the toilet.




 

 

Adin was just a normal teenager dealing with normal teenage issues until he discovers something that will forever change his life. This is a story about a boy that slowly falls addicted to his depravities.

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For few days I walked like the floor is in fire , it was very hard for me but now I can walk properly. I use to walk few days with the  sultan's support but now I can walk without any help.  My dream of sitting on the chair near the garden came true but that person who use to whistle didn't came back again. And I am glad about that cause my look would have scared him. I wear a black hoodie everyday whenever I want to go out so that I don't give anyone a panic attack. 

I finally meet with Arab that little boy , his mother is right he is such a cute and playful thing , always talking with energy. My hairs grew back a little but the scare on my face didn't vanish. Suddenly the door opened snapping me out of my thoughts and Kalyani came in my room with her husband ...now that's not normal . I mean Kalyani comes in to have tea gossip with me but not my husband. They came inside looking awkward and sat on the nearest chair maintaining perfect silence. Okay now they are making me really curious. 


" You are here for quite a long time dear and now I think its time to tell you about how we found you dear . " said Mr samir With hesitating voice. I sat up straight. That's something I am dying to know. 


" I was coming from my office , it was Christmas eve. The road was very empty  but suddenly  I saw you lying on the road. At first I thought you died but your slow pulse made me realize that their was life in you. I took you in the nearby hospital  their  I have a doctor friend who kept the whole thing private and didn't involve police in this case . we kept you their  for a month hoping that you wake up and we can contact your family but you went into deep coma . Their was no improvement in your health so we brought you home. The only thing you were holding tightly when I found you is this diary . I think you can know about your past from your diary . " he handed me a diary which is burned in some places. My diary ... something which have my past , which will tell who am I ?  


" I don't know what happened with you , who caused these to you but you must know that we are always with you , whatever you decide we will support you " said Kalyani . I really love her . I gave her a tight hug. 


" You don't know me , you have no idea whatever happened was my fault or someone did it to me still you went out of your way to help me ....I don't know how to show my respect to you. " I said to them really they did a lot for a unknown girl. 


" Every life matters dear. And if I had  a little sister I would have done this for her also ..you are like my sister only. Now you read and we will talk with you later. " said Mr samir. I nodded and they left my room. My diary ....why my hands are shaking ?  Come on how bad this can be go on . With a shaky hand I opened the diary. Its a bit too girly diary with butterflies and hearts. I must say I was too girl to begin with. Let's read. 


" Dear diary ,                                                                                         

You probably know me my name is Trisha sen and you are my first diary. Its my 18  th birthday and my father gifted me you. I have so much to say , so much to share with you . My life is beautiful , I stay with my mom , bad and lazy Arjun. My bad how will you know Arjun ? He is my father's friends son. Uncle and aunty died last month on a car accident and from that time he stays with us. Quite annoying boy I tell you. we fight a lot . Well let's forget him my day was good. Enough for today we will talk later bye. we have a long way ahead of us. 

Good night " 

Why I don't remember anyone of them ? Who was Arjun to me and how I forgot him ? Hope to find out more about myself. Its like reading a diary and knowing a complete different person. 


" Dear diary ,                                                                                              

I hate Arjun.....why my parents loves him more than me ? .  They  treats him like a Prince cause he is good at science and I am not. But my mother loves me a lot , he supports me and understand me.  Okay I failed one exam but its not even my finale year and  I can give a re exam ...my dad threatened me that If I don't read well he  will take you from me so here I am reading for my exam . Mom said ' Life is a big exam and in every point we will be tested so we must not lose patience and work hard. ' So I will follow her advice . wish me luck bye. 

Good night. " 

I failed on my  exam.... well I guess I was not good at studying. Some pages are completely destroyed can't read a single word from them. So we are jumping directly to the page where I graduated from college. Big jump but have to. 

" Dear diary,                                                                                           

Finally , I graduated from college. I am so happy today. Finally I am an adult now I guess. Arjun's business is going smooth and he is growing branches now. My parents are very proud of his success. Yes , we don't fight now and we are somehow good friends but that doesn't mean I love him please he is having a girlfriend OK . I don't know why people started gossiping about us ...I mean I fighter with him that they didn't liked now we don't fight even this they can't digest.  And moreover he is five years older than me ...its not going to work okay. He brought gifts for me too. I am planning to start studying M.A . I want to be a college professor. I want to teach in college that's like my childhood dream. Hope everything goes well. 

Good Night.  " 

Well , was that a denial phrase for me ? Was I in love with that Arjun and if yes than what happened to him ? How I forgot someone so near to my heart or was he ? . Well now I know my name is Trisha and I am from a small family which probably don't exist anymore. Hope I will find something which will lead me to someone who is still alive. I hope Arjun is still alive ....I hope.

Hell, it was unheard of!
...
As she walked home under the care of the sky, she thought to herself many things. Many things included her life itself, the loneliness and longing for love, all she said aloud. 

Thuy wasn't one to care about city problems or political problem for that matter because she had grown up and lived the life of an extremely secluded village girl life. 

One could say it was an advantageous thing, however her parents really wished for her to travel back to the city where they adopted her, to grow and live how a normal girl could wish to. Even though her foster parents treated her as well as possible, they weren't financially well off, only enough to sustain the main necessities. 

Surprisingly, today she was full of life!
So many thought strolled in head, even after meditating like always. Finally, she began to talk to herself for the world to hear, in an attempt to relieve her stress, which actually worked.

For no one was going to hear her, so nobody would care about her fantasies. Oh she had one too many, a normal person could say....however she wasn't normal.
...
Thuy's POV
...
As I made my way home, I was suddenly reminded of this presence I felt by me as I sat on the rocks. Strangely enough, it felt as someone was watching me, I didn't mind it though, as I totally unwind and immersed myself into dreamland once again. 

The crashed of the water against pebbles and rocks along with the smell of pure salt water. I was an ant in a cove with towering white cliffs which surrounded me. No seagulls could be heard, no life could be seen yet it was for the best. It complimented the introverted water, which radiated golden specks within it's clear blue colour. It wasn't shouting, nor was it aggressive, it was just calm. 

I loved the ocean, the ominous ocean. It helped me clear my thoughts everyone something wasn't right. It was addicting, sweet, numbing, peaceful.
It's hypnotising grace circled my body in small breaths which felt wonderful.

For me, not many things ran through my head, because school wasn't as big of a deal as everyone made it to be. 
In fact, it was just another opportunity for people to act like they own everything. I never had any company; the only company I ever had was the ocean. 

If being antisocial wasn't already enough, being so clever that you have nothing to do at school apart from sleep just added to my incompetence of being a friend. It was an even hopeless dream, but I didn't mind though. 
...
TPP POV
...
And just like that she arrived to her home. It was in the middle of a green field which her family had inherited in the past. She went straight upstairs to her bedroom after greeting her family. 

It was a small 3 bedroom home but it was spacious enough for the family. 

Luckily, if you looked through the back windows, you would be able to see the breathtaking view of the sea and the sunset. 
For Thuy, that was her ultimate get away, as she looked out of the window which she could stare at for days on end without even blinking. 
However, she also went by a special ritual which no one knew.
She wrote in a small diary every night; she had been doing it since she could write! 
Now she had nearly 11 books, one for each year, and today she wrote in it.

****
Dear diary,

Today was uneventful, as is everyday. However, today I felt the most exquisite feeling of company. A small warmth, a secrecy of wonders travelled around my body in small breezes which helped me relax. So much so that I could've sworn I would've went into slumber if I hadn't realised what time it was. 

Is that the feeling of love? Not just filial love, but love love? A love that can only be generated by a special person in your heart? If it is, I want it. I want it everyday. To relieve me of my loneliness once and for all. 

The only tangible company I've ever had from anyone apart from family is the ocean. It's my own fantasy. A small dream in the back of my head of my fantasy. A water God. 

Until next time, 
再见 (goodbye)

***
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Oceans. They were a phenomenon known widely around the world. So many underworld mysteries yet to be unraveled, and she happens to be it's first choice. Or rather, his first choice.

"Miss Nian was still in the room when I went out just now she said that she had come back to retrieve something. I even asked her if she needed any help but she rejected it…" The butler attempted to explain himself immediately after receiving a death stare. 
He indicated that he could find the surveillance camera footage at the door to prove that he had indeed seen Nian Xiaomu and that he was not hallucinating.
Yu Yuehan cast a glance at him but did not speak.
He didn't carry Xiao Liuliu, who was hugging his legs. Instead, he knitted his eyebrows and scanned the room again.
In the end, he noticed that there were traces of luggage wheels on the floor. Dropping his gaze, he seemed to have thought of something as he bypassed Xiao Liuliu and entered the room. 
He walked directly to the closet and opened the doors.
Originally two rows of clothes had hung in the closet. However, the female outfits were now gone while the male outfits had been left untouched. 
Besides the clothes, the diary that was placed beside the bed was gone too.
Nian Xiaomu had a habit of writing a diary.
He had once asked her the reason for it.
Then, she had looked him in the eye and thrown herself straight into his embrace. She muttered softly to him, saying that she felt insecure in all matters after she had lost her memory and was constantly worried that she might forget everything again.
As such, she would always record everything that she deemed important or meaningful in her notebook.
She would, therefore, be able to flip through the notebook and remember all the events if anything happened to her in the future.
Yu Yuehan even dissed this theory of hers back then.
He spoke in a chilly tone, "Do you deem criticizing me in your diary as important?"
"Criticize? I was merely speaking the truth… Hey, hey! How did you know the contents of my diary? Ahh! Peeping Tom, you actually read my diary in secret!" 
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she leaped out of her blanket back and flashed her tiny claws as if she wanted a battle with him.
However, Yu Yuehan grabbed her hand swiftly and took the chance to press her back into his embrace. "Your diary had appeared before my eyes just like that. I am not blind."
"Pooh! Shameless jerk. How did my diary suddenly appear in front of you? It has no legs! You obviously took advantage of my absence and peeked at the goddess's secret; you attempted to conquer the goddess through this kind of dishonest action!"
"Nian Xiaomu, there's a limit for being delusional."
"For example?"
"What has a goddess got to do with you? That was merely an essay written by a Grade Five student. Furthermore, it was an essay written by someone who had explicitly named the little hunk from her class, one whom she had a crush on."
"???!!!"
"Admit that you have held a torch for me for ages, I won't laugh at you."
"Let go of me! You are really a delusional and narcissistic peeping Tom! I can't allow you to ruin the goddess's pure and holy reputation. In an attempt to prove my innocence, I have decided to accompany Xiao Liuliu to bed from tomorrow onward. No, from today onward …" 
"…"
The image of them both quibbling was still vivid in his mind.
After Nian Xiaomu found out that he had read the contents of her diary, she became absolutely unrestrained, writing nothing else but criticism about him.
Then, she would purposely place the diary in an obvious spot to lure him into reading it.
When she realized that he would look for her to settle the score after he had finished reading it, she secretly added a sentence at the end of every diary entry. "I am predicting that the person who has secretly read the goddess's diary and wants to settle the score with her, will turn into a singleton very soon!"
She did this to stop him from trying to settle the score with her.
He could only grit his teeth and endure it.


Yu Yuehan is the usual rich, perfect, aloof president—the richest man in City H; but one day, a female toddler suddenly appears in his life as his daughter! Despite being certain that he has never touched a woman before, DNA tests certify that the toddler is his! He soon becomes a good 'daddi' for the little toddler, Xiao Liuliu.

Two years later, for some inexplicable reason, Xiao Liuliu becomes very fond of a trial nurse, Nian Xiaomu, hired to take care of her. Nian Xiaomu has a strong personality and refuses to let anyone bully her. Constantly wary that anyone might cause harm to his daughter, Yu Yuehan keeps a constant watch over Nian Xiaomu. However, his black-bellied daughter has plans for her father up her sleeves… Over time, Nian Xiaomu reveals her charming side bit by bit; and for the first time in his life, Yu Yuehan is drawn in by this mysterious woman…

Keywords: Mysterious Daughter, Cute Daughter, Aloof, Nurse, Strong Woman

Cute Scene:

"Daddi, you are so handsome!" Xiao Liuliu blushes.
"Daddi, I want hugs!" Xiao Liuliu coos.
"Daddi, I want a younger sister! Quick make one with Mommi."
"Daddi…"
Yu Yuehan says in a deadpan fashion, "I have never slept with any woman! How can I have a daughter!?"
"Did Mommi sleep with you without you realizing it?"
Yu Yuehan: "…”

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4th Feb 2019
Time:10:30p.m.
Dear Diary,  
It's already have been a month since the new year and I still haven't Written anything on you,  I mean as for my New year's resolution I've promised my Beth, my grandma to records my thoughts on you everyday when she gifted you to me on New years eve with a note  quote 'To my dearest Anna..'  And just look at me, I'm finally writing on you after a month. Well, hello to procrastination and a bad granddaughter but still who on the earth still keeps a diary nowadays.. Anyways, let me introduce myself to you my name Anna Yung , 17 years old, a high school student and the only hieress to the multi-billionaire Yung Industries and Co. I have a cat named Sho, and my life is anything you ever wanted to be.. I was born with good looks and alots of fortune. Yet, the saddest truth of my life is that I am a child without parents, my Father James Yung and my Mother Emily Joseph Yung died in a car accident when I was five years old and since then I have living with Beth aka Elizabeth Yung, my patriarchal grandmother in our Yung Manor. And yeah, Beth isn't any of your typical grandmother, she is very gorgeous even though she is just 55 years old, hardworking works for almost 24x7, smart, intelligent as she graduated from The Harvard University, strong as she knows Karate and self-driven so basically she is a very bad ass woman you will ever met in your life, All things aside she is my only family in this world. I attend in the prestigious Royal Academy of higher studies which is run by the Royal family of Garland for three centuries with the motto 'Will and Power' and the mascot ' king the Lion'..  And speaking of which my this years term classes are gonna start in this coming week on monday. So, tomorrow I am going going to Paris to buy a new wardrobe for this session with my best friend Tyler, he is a genius and a tech Guru and also the son of the most famous designer Gabriel and the evergreen actor John Frazer. Thus, as for right now I am tired and need some beauty sleeps so will see ya tomorrow..💕

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