My name is Anna. I'm sixteen years old and I have cancer. But, don't worry about me. I'm perfectly fine. The people you should be worried about include my tulip obsessed mother, her mysterious lover, The Dutch Tulip Man, and my delusional hamster who thinks that running on that little wheel of his will actually get hi...
So a week after Augustus Waters died I couldn't continue. It was all getting to much. My mom took me to a therapist to "help forget". It only made me think of him more and more. About how I could have stopped him from driving away in his car to get his cigarets. I could have been there sooner. Heaven knows that I won...