Dear Diary,
Today, I hung out with Niall. He took me to meet his family.
I didn't get a chance to meet his dad, or brothers for that matter.
His mum seems lovely though, she cooked a roast.
I couldn't stop thinking about how I'm due to greet death in a few hours. How did it end up like this?
I guess what happens to this diary is unknown. I won't have any use for it while I'm dead.
Saying I'm going to die still sounds ridiculous. How could someone like me die? I never thought I'd be the one to get cancer.
I guess I thought it wouldn't happen to me. It was bound to happen. I saw it coming in a way.
The amount of appointments I had scheduled with the doctor, how often he wanted to ask if I was okay... Guess he knew something was up.
It doesn't matter now though, at least I know I'm going to die.
I think I might write a few letters, seeing as I won't wake when the sun rises.
Thanks for all you've done. My time as Hanna is over now. I guess it's fair to say I enjoyed my life, I made use of it while I could. I got to meet One Direction and 5 Seconds Of Summer, that was an experience... And to date one of them, holy shit. I never saw that coming.
Goodnight forever,
Hanna xo
