Dear Diary,
My teachers are all treating me differently. I guess they all know now.....
Instead of calling me out in class like they usually do, they simple ignore me. I don't know if this is a good or bad...
I hate being treated with pity. I hate them thinking of me as the poor little girl who is going to die soon.
If it's like this with them.... I don't even want to think about how my friends will treat me after they know.
How Eddie will treat me.....
Love,
Annabel
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Dear Diary: My Last 100 Days
Teen FictionDear Diary, Leaving this world was not by choice. So since I had no choice I wanted to leave something precious of mine behind. With you I leave the last 100 days of my life. Love, Annabel
