The Last Entry

The Last Entry

11th July.

Hey Larry,

So, it seems today will be the last time I'll be writing in you. It's been a fun couple of months you know. Having you here has made it a bit less gloomy. Let's talk about the past, shall we? I still remember the day the doctors told me and my parents about my brain cancer. It was 12th May. The look of horror my mum and dad had on their faces. I can never forget that. The doc said that it wasn't good and that we should do surgery but the chances of success were very low. He said that we could take our time in making the decision. That day after getting home mum and dad discussed whether or not we should do it. I remember hearing the doc say that I had about a couple of months left. After the discussion quite downed I heard my mum sobbing. Later that night I was going through some notes when mum and dad entered my room. I knew what they were going to say but I kept quiet. They asked how I was feeling. "Good" I replied. They asked me how was school and all and some more questions like this. Finally, they asked me what I thought about the surgery. I told them I didn't know. They said that it's alright and that I could decide later. The next couple of weeks were, well I'd say were weird. I had lost my appetite and would vomit constantly every day. This went on for some more days and then the day came when my hair started falling off. I told my mum about this and saw her eyes starting to get watery. My heartfelt heavy as I saw her like that. She asked me how I was feeling. I said it was the same and went to my room and laid on my bed.

School was tough those days. I only went to school only for a week after the appointment with the doc. Edward would often come over after school to "make me feel less lonely" as he said. I couldn't deny it tho. I was lonely. And Edward coming over made me felt happy and I would always forget about my illness when he's here. But I always felt bad that he had to keep coming over cuz of me. I told him multiple times that he doesn't need to come every day and he would always have the same answer "There's no way in hell that I'm leaving you alone like this. If you're annoyed by me coming over then it's your fault for becoming best friends with me." I hate to say it but hearing that would always make me smile. Man, I really made a hell of a best friend. But that didn't last long. Edward's dad had a transfer and they moved somewhere far away. I was lonely again. I didn't have anyone to talk to. So I started listening to music. It made me felt less lonely. But it wasn't enough. I still didn't have anyone to talk to. That's when I remembered hearing my classmate Bella talking about how she kept a diary and would often write in it. I thought why not give it a try and I do not regret doing it as I finally had you to talk to. I think it was 2 weeks after, that I agreed to do the surgery.

I've gotten very weak since then. It seems like it's been half a year whereas in reality it's only been about 2 months. The nurse is here to take me to surgery. Looks like it's the end of the road. I will say that you being here with me has never made me feel lonely. I hope that this road continues and I can write in you again. Till then.

So long, Partner.