The Diary of an Almost Living Girl (On Hiatus)

My name is Fawn - unfortunate I know but you get used to it.
This is my diary, I'm sorry if you thought this was going to be a happy thing. It's not. You see, I have cancer. There, I said it, I have cancer. Pancreatic cancer to be exact. It's very rare and very difficult to cure and has never been seen in someone of my age before. I'm sixteen years old and I should have died when I was a baby. I didn't though. I survived, in the face of everything else, I survived.
I survived when the rest of my healthy family didn't.
But here's the catch. I'm not going to make my seventeenth birthday.
I have one year left to live.
And you're holding it in your hands.