Dear God,
The nurse gave me a life span of eight months today.
I cried. I cried, because it hurted. I cried, because even though I wanted to go home I thought I would atleast complete my bucket list.
Jacob came, he did that staring thing again. He bought flowers to brighten up my room. I thanked him.
Latley, he held my hand alot. I got this weird feeling in my stomach. I think I like him.
Sincerely,
Charlotte
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