Debbie was never in the best situation. She always managed to screw something up in her life. She was a fairly attractive 20 year old but wasn't the brightest tool in the shed. Which, is exactly why she had ended up working as a maid for this rich family. She flunked out of college due to some lazier behavior and was looking for a job practically on the streets when she found Mr. Miller.
Alan Miller was there for her when she was disowned by her family, and gave her a place to live and make a living. It wasn't like it wasn't a lot of work or anything, as taking care of a house filled with 6 people was hard, but she felt like she owed it to herself to give it her all. Slowly, she had started making some money for herself, and she couldn't have done it without Mr. Miller.
She was walking back to her room after a very strange request from Mr. Miller. He had handed her an old notebook and a cute bracelet, and had told her to hide them or something. She held them under one arm while she absentmindedly walked towards her small room, twisting at her curly red locks along the way. She plopped on the bed, leaving the objects to land next to her, before her thoughts drifted back towards her boss.
"God... he's great." She whispered aloud, blushing a little. She knew he was married and all, but she had always had a thing for older men, and Mr. Miller meant a lot to her. Remembering what he had asked of her, she looked down at the two items. She slid the bracelet under the bed, and was about to do so with the notebook too when she stopped herself.
The the notebook began to warp, before transforming into a pink, brand new design. Debbie simply stared at it while blinking. Her memories altered slightly, now always remembering the book looking as it now did. Unfortunately, outside, Alan was also blinking. Due to how the magic worked, since Alan had given it up with no clear direction, the notebook and the bracelet had a new owner. From here on out, Debbie would be aware of any future changes to reality she made, while Alan suddenly forgot all about his past life.
"Honey..." He suddenly asked his wife Naomi. "Am I... forgetting something important?"
"What do you mean?" She asked concerned.
"Ah, forget it. It probably wasn't important." He chuckled before he went back to playing with his daughter.
Debbie, meanwhile, was extremely happy. Mr. Miller had given her a cute new diary as a gift!She was a little old for such things, but it didn't matter. She was so happy she could scream! But, at the same time, it made her feel sad. She knew he was married, and she was so young that it'd never work.
"What the hell does Mrs. Miller even have? Is it just age, or is it because she's some asian bombshell?" She grumbled to herself. "You know what, I know what'll make me feel better." She chuckled to herself.
Back in high school, Debbie used to release some stress by writing lies in her old diary. Either good lies about herself to bump up her self esteem or dirty lies about her enemies to make her feel better. Unfortunately, Debbie didn't yet know that whatever she wrote in the book would come true.
As she wrote her lie, reality changed once again, this time with Debbie being the only one aware of the changes. The only problem is, she didn't know about the notebook before hand. How does the book interpret her writing?