Milooooo

Three Shae Moone, a 17-year-old girl who simply writes on a notebook about her everyday life, narrating each event and her feelings down. A diary that consists her 365 days, plus 1, according to the calendar of 2020, will be written down on this simple notebook.

As this notebook of hers holds onto all her secrets in life that not even her family or her own best friend, Annaliese, knows about. Somehow, things are being revealed one by one.

What about you? Can you be a notebook that someone can always open up to without any hesitation and feeling judgements? Can you be a notebook and always be ready to catch each feelings that your owner will throw? In this simple short novel, you are Three Shae Moone's diary, with her signature as TSM. Just what are these secrets of hers?

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NOTE:
Some events that are written here are base on real life dates. This story's plot and setting is pure Filipino and the author will do its utmost best to explain each detail so confusion will be minimum. Names and the characters are pure fictional. If by chance the author has written a wrong information, it will be edited or deleted. Opinions of the author regarding historical matters are meant to be respected, and is also ready to respect the readers' thoughts.
Inserted titles, fictional stories, and mentioned people/fictional characters are all credited to its rightful owners.

This short novel is originally written by the author, Fookim.

All rights reserved.

365 (+1) Days

Good evening. It's Sunday today so I can say it's my most, lazieeeest day ever. I don't wanna do anything at all. Ughh. Can you imagine feeling lazy every Sunday? No, every daaaay? I'm doing noting yet I wanna keep doing nothing. I wanna go somewhere but I don't wanna do anything. I want to write a poem but nothing comes to mind.


Haha! Yes! I write poems too! It's been one of my favourite hobbies you know. It helps me calm my chaotic mind most of the time. I love, love, love expressing my feelings through simple words. Want some examples? Pfft. Noooo wayy. I feel like you'd be judging me! Now I'm anxious. Oh my gosh.


Oh! My mom's calling me for dinner time so I'll be going now. You also eat your meals!


And yes, I am talking to a piece of paper but who cares? Hahaha.


Sunday, March 22 2020