Chapter 1: The diary on my desk
Well, I hope everybody to finish this project by the end of Christmas holidays. I need to give everybody internal marks based on this assignment.
Gosh, it is really tiring.
Can we get at least one holiday time without assignments teacher.
Nooooooo.........
Everybody was busy mourning for their wasted Christmas holidays, but my mind kept wandering to that mysterious diary, where did it come from? Was it for me? Why can I read the secret my bestie told me in that notebook?
So many questions kept revolving around my mind. But to find only possible reason I have to go back to the time of my discovery ....
23 December,2025
Rahee, pick up the parcel and come upstairs fast.
Ma wait, this is really heavy. What’s inside?
It is a Christmas tree. Your aunt sent it without notifying me. I am really pissed off; how will I take care of it?
Ma is like this. She is the lover of plants but gets often offended when she has to take care of the plants she does not plan to buy at first place. Aunt is just careless. She does not know that what kind of problems I and my brother have to have aftermath of her doings.
Anyway, let me introduce myself. I am Rahee, a 16y old school going girl currently in class 11 PCM stream with lot of struggles. Well, my father is an office worker in a renowned power supplying corporation. Honestly this is such a long explanation but in short, I am just a soft natured, low-profile hard-working girl. Today was 23rd December, two days before Christmas and last day at school. I am freaking excited as there will be no more waking up early morning. I went to school as usual by bus all cramped up standing with no place to sit. It really pisses me off.
As every day I reached school and I sat in my favorite bench and desk. I am not that popular initially, so I sit all alone not talking to anyone.
Rahee, I am so happy you came to school today ...
This is my best friend who I met for first time in class 9 when we were in same section.
She is extremely extrovert and complete opposite of me. But I guess opposites really attract. In class 11 we got separated as I was a math’s student whereas she opted for Biology. Honestly worst feeling ever but our friendship had no cracks and I completely trusted her. I am a girl with short hair whereas she is complete Rapunzel from the fairy tale story...
No coming back to main scenario, I am not a girl to get love confession from boys as I am not interested but I got a butterfly feeling when I spotted a Colorful diary on my desk
Hey, is this yours Rita?
No
Then is this anybody’s here? I just shouted without checking the inner content. There was no name so I felt somebody might have bought a new notebook and left it mistakenly.
No,
No,
Not mine!
Hmmm! I was an obedient child, so I just returned it to the lost and found box.
I did well. If it was that was very important, the person should not have left it there carelessly.
2nd Period got over and I went out to take a breather.
″This season is so chilly, but I like the soft sunrays on me”
The bell rang in short time, so I went back to my desk fast. It was the Math’s period, and I don’t like the way teacher glares to the student who comes late.
What the --
WHY is this diary back on my desk?? What kind of joke
Now I was really angry to this prank, so I took my sword (my pen) and wrote angry words:
"I hate this kind of prank, so please stop dropping this book on the desk otherwise I will tear this book for sure. I will not reimburse for this book. So better watch out.”
Now for the second time I went to the lost and found section to drop the diary hoping to not see it again. But it was just the start....
This time I found it directly inside my bag pack...
When I was about to tear, it I felt that something was written inside
Calm down. This is a magic diary...
I know everybody is interested in other’s secrets. I am just helping you to know your worth. This notebook is worth million and is priceless. So don’t make a mistake of throwing away. I chose you so be obedient and just see its magic.
P.S: Secrets make one vulnerable so dare to use it for good or bad depends on you.
No take backs and I know your secret too...
I froze to death. But no take backs. I even didn’t know how to use it. But I chose to be silent as I didn’t want anybody else to find it out as it may be harmful for them
Rahee, Raaheeee!!!
Oh, sorry teacher. May I use the restroom please?
Ok come fast...
Thankyou sir
So where were we. Ya weightage of trigonometry......
I just ran away from their because I felt suffocated. I now am the master of an unknown diary whose purpose is still a question. It felt like I was reading a supernatural comic. I do not believe in such nonsense...
But,
Should I just try using it?
″Secrets make one vulnerable so dare to use it for good or bad depends on you.
No take backs and I know your secret too″
These words came floating back to my mind. And what secret do I have? Let me just try using it then, what should I do first?
Maybe write someone’s name...
So, my first target is......
