The Journal // luke hemmings

Ella [entry #8]

April 17, 2017:

I have felt progressively worse each day this month, with the exception of getting outside for a short walk last week. I wanted to see how the trees are beginning to grow their leaves back, and how the birds are beginning to build their nests. My mother walked with me the whole time, in case I fainted from the exercise, and said I slept for 4 straight hours after getting home. Yesterday, I went to the doctors for my weekly follow up, and he insisted my parents admit me to the hospital. I know the end is coming, but I'm unusually calm about it, In my defence, I've known about this moment for the past 2 months, and I've prepared myself. My parents, however, have not. I think a small part of them was in denial about this whole situation, and they refused to deal with their emotions.