Dear diary,
I am so weak today that I can barely write without my head hurting. My visions getting blurred and I can't help but vomit. All Iw an't is for this pain to end.
Maybe I'm dying soon.
-Jasmine (July 22, 20XX)
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Her Last 50 Days (Completed)
Teen FictionWelcome to the diary of a dying lady. (Diary-entry type short story) HER LAST 50 DAYS GENRE: TEEN FICTION/SHORT STORY WRITTEN BY: ETHERNICA STARTED: 6|15|20 ENDED: 07|01|20