That first night, I read her diary, in which she had revealed so much of herself.

I read his diary with a profound sense of sadness.

You would have thought I asked to read his diary.

It feels as if he were letting someone read his diary.

We know a lot about what London was like by reading his diary.

She gave me permission to read her diary as well.

When you wake up this morning, please read my diary.

They later discover he's alive and find out who he is by reading his diary.

Dawn has been reading her diary, and tells their parents.

What sort of feelings will you have when reading my diary?