dear diary.
this is my third week in high school and i made a friend.
i'm dead soon, but she's not afraid of it.
and her letter goes like this:
hi mary. may i be your friend before you die? i love your hair!
p.s. the name is becky.
YOU ARE READING
Fallen Girl
Short StoryMary's dead. But she's still breathing. That's the problem. TRIGGER WARNING: DEADLY DISEASE, HARD TOPICS LIKE DEATH AND HEARTBREAK!!!
