Dear Diary,
Today I wanted to cry, but I couldn't, I was too weak to even do that. I felt wronged.
Mom came today, we didn't say much to each other. She doesn't like me talking, says that it uses to much of my energy up. But that was fine I guess, even though I felt slightly annoyed by it I didn't have that much to say anyway.
One thing that was on my mind though was Eddies absence. Since I have been admitted into the hospital he was here everyday after school holding my hand.
But it felt empty as it laid cold on my side.
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
