Hetaliadiary Stories

Don't touch that! It's mine!

"H-Hey!D-Don't touch my things!"

"Greece somehow got a hold of my last diary... I hope he doesn't get to this one! I made sure to lock it this time."

Raimonds:This is my diary,all my anger,rage is in this.

Don't expect this to be filled with a giggling girl talking about crushes. Or rather, like Prussia's diary. Property of Amara F. Jones.

Here, I write about things I feel and all that junk, So yeah ~ ♥ Lien

The female crossed her arms, "You wanted to know more about me right?" She spoke quietly, before handing you the small leather bound book.

My life on my accounts, about my daily adventures!

"Huh? H-hey! Y-you traitor! I gave you a slice of cake, hoping you wouldn't just go and rummage through my stuff. . . Diary thief!"

((Because why not. I posted this on G+ but I feel like it works as a diary entry))

Hi y'all, I'm Mississippi! And this is my diary. I do stuff and get in trouble. Let's start!

Second part of my diary series. Enjoy!!

Egor:D-Don't touch..