Dear Diary,
I went home today, but I was still too unwell to attend school.
It was around three thirty when I heard the doorbell. Getting up from the couch, I shuffled over and opened it. I was surprised to see Eddie standing there. But also was very happy. I missed him.
He smiled when he saw me, but it slightly faltered when he commented on how sick I looked. I got nervous, but just laughed it off saying I caught a cold. He accepted that excuse, telling me that I should take better care of myself.
He asked me why I wasn't at school. I blamed my cold. Not that I was in the hospital.
He asked me why I hadn't answered any of his texts and call. I blamed it on a headache. Not that I was spewing blood up most of the time.
He came inside and I was quick to hide my medicine. We set ourselves up on the couch and watched movies again all night for the second time.
Just by looking at him I knew I had to tell. I asked if he was doing anything Friday night, when he said no I asked if he would come somewhere with me. He agreed.
Friday Night. Friday night was the night I would tell Eddie I was dying...
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
