Meeting My Idol- JackSepticEye

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Hello and welcome to my first YouTube related Fan Fic! I hope you enjoy it!

BTW, I just want to be honest off the bat, and say that no one is meeting Jack in this first chapter, but don't worry, he will be here soon. This story is about how someone we don't know can matter so much to us, and I hope that all of you enjoy it. Thanks.

October 3rd

I am starting this diary, because I might be dying. I might be dying, and I don't want to miss a word of this time. Not one moment. On my sister's birthday, I am thinking of death.

Not to say that this day has been all bad. Today we got to eat cake and give Cass presents.

One week ago, I passed out at work while I was mopping aisle 9. Fortunately, I am still under my parent's insurance and I was able to go to the doctor. Unfortunately, I have cancer and may or may not survive. 50/50 chance the doctors said.

So today, after work, I returned home to my parents, and they walked around eggshells around me, and didn't even bug me about watching YouTube straight after work, instead of cleaning my messy room. Yes, I am 25, and still live with my parents. I pay a bit of rent and I don't do anything stupid with my money. Cut me some slack.

Cass walked into my room, and jumped on the bed. "Mom wants to know what pizza toppings you want." Her eyes were sad. She was clearly still upset about my cancer diagnosis. Not that I can blame her, but it's hard for me to be comforting when I am a walking time bomb.

"Pineapple, spinach, cherry tomatoes, and pineapples." She rolled her eyes at me.

"Ok, I get it."

"And pineapples."

"oh my god, you are so lame. Lame.." She stuck her tongue at me, but also hugged me.

"I'll tell her. Afterwards, want to watch a vid together?" No, I didn't. I wanted to be alone. Even despite the fact that I might have a limited time left with my family, I wanted to stay in my room and watch people that I have never met, but inspired me so much, that I felt like I had known them my whole life.

"Sure, whatever you want to watch. " I smiled at her. At least I hope I smiled. I may have grimaced.

Cass ran upstairs and returned and we watched Part one of Jacksepticeye's Undertale playthrough. It was my bizillionth time watching it, but I still loved it. Cass and I quoted it often. Finally, after dinner, Cass blew out the candles on her cake, and she opened her presents. Mom and dad got her clothes and some books that she wanted. I eagerly waited for her to open my presents. Finally, she opened the first one. "Tiny box Tim." The other one was much bigger than the other one, and was clearly something very soft. Finally she opened it. "Septic Sam!"

My mom looked concerned at the green monstrosity. Cass loved plushies. She has been collecting them since she was 6 and went to Build-A-Bear for the first time. I had no problem adding to her collection.

"How much was that?" My mom asked me. I just shrugged at her and didn't answer. She let that go. She knew I was not having the best week of my life.

Cass hugged my enthusiastically. "Thank you so much."

She also hugged my parents.

I'm glad that Cass had a good birthday, but I'm still reeling from the fact that I might miss the rest of her birthdays.

I'm not going to say the type of cancer. Does it even matter? Maybe when I get past how scary this all is, I will be able to, but not now.

I haven't started my life yet, and I haven't gotten to the good part of my story. I want to travel. I want to go to conventions and meet my idols. I want to go out and change the world, and make a difference. I want to create something that people will love. I have never been able to do anything yet. I want that to happen. What if I never get a chance to now?