Dear Diary,
I couldn't do it.
After gaining everyone's attention during lunch today I couldn't do it. I was weak.
The way they stared at me... I didn't want to burden them. It sounds like an excuse but it was true.
I didn't have the courage. I didn't have the courage to utter the words. I didn't have the courage to tell them I was dying and I didn't have the courage to see the change in their eyes.
They asked me what I wanted to say... I told them it was nothing. They laughed, calling me silly before turning away and continued talking.
I wanted to cry. It seems like that's all I've been wanting to do lately.
I know I had to do this. But I just couldn't. Not yet anyway.
Just a little bit more time. One more week and I promise I will tell them.
It was time to face reality anyway.
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
