The Bucket List. (In editing)

The new year!

(Mia’s POV)

Dear diary,                                                  01.01.2013

                  Another year has passed, another year since I found out I was dying. I’m happy, well as happy as I can be. I have hope, hope that everything will be okay, and hope that everything will be better.

Liam and Esme are coming to visit me today, which will be fun. I’ve missed them. I miss everyone, especially Beth and Lauren but they have lives so I understand they can’t visit every day. Which makes me sad but I’m happy that they’re living there life’s instead of being stuck in a room all day.

My last entry I talked about my bucket list, I think I’ll ask my mum about me getting a tattoo. I know what the answer will be but I’ll make her change her mind. Hopefully. How many things have changed since last year? I’m better, well, better as I can be and my mum’s doing well. Everything’s planning out, I now know that when I’m gone everything will be okay. I know that I will find peace when I finally past on but I don’t want to think about that right now.

I overheard my parents talking the other night. They were talking about Ed Sheeran! I probably shouldn’t have listened but they were talking about him and how I wanted to meet him, maybe I will. One day soon. I guess I shouldn’t work myself up so much, I mean I might of mis-heard but still, it would be amazing to meet someone so talented as him.

Okay dairy, I have to go. Liam and Esme are here.

Love you forever,

Mia xx

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I hear the footsteps outside my bedroom door, I’ve missed them dearly. I missed the blonde haired boy who was cheeky and how could always make me smile. I missed the dark haired girl who was the nicest person I knew and also the girl could talk for hours and never make you bored. I pushed myself against my bed frame and let my body lie. It was Tuesday today, a day I used to hate but know it’s one of my favourite days. It’s one of the day’s Liam and Esme visit. I smiled at the creaking door. “Hello anyone home!” Liam chirped.

“Hi...” I spoke weakly, my voice soundly it hasn’t been used in a year.

“Hey!” Esme smiled.

I waved at her before getting pulled into a soft embrace. “Liam get off I break easy” I moaned.

“Sorry Mommy!” Liam called me mama, only because when we were kids we would play mummies and daddies.

I gave Esme a quick hug before she plopped herself on the end of my bed. “How are you’s?” I asked leaning for my glass of water.

“Fabulous!” Liam smiled. I loved Liam he knew how to make anyone smile.

Esme gave him a look before rolling her eyes at him “You do know you sound gay! And I’m fine what about you?”

“Getting better, doctors said I might live till I’m twenty...” I said giving a weak smile.

Esme and Liam gave me a group hug before talking about school and Beth’s new boyfriend, max. They stayed till about eight before they waved me good bye and headed home for the night. Before I went to sleep I had to speak to my mum. I grabbed my phone and texted her “Hug?”

In a matter of second she was beside me. “Hey sweetie”

“Hi...” I said choking lightly.

My mum patted me on the back, which really doesn’t help but it’s her way off making me better. “Is everything alright?”

“Yep....Mummy can I get a tattoo” I pleaded weakly.

My mum raised her left eyebrow “You’ll regret it when you’re old....” she soon trailed off; she must have forgot that I’m not going to get much older. “Yeah I guess that’ll be okay. What are you going to get?” She smiled.

That was something I’ve known since I was ten “A dove”

“Okay, well go tomorrow. Love you sweetie, have a good sleep” she said kissing me on my forehead and leaving the room.

I sighed deeply before slipping on my stupid oxygen mask and tucking myself in. I closed my eyes and waited for my body to take me away from my life and take me into my dreams. Good night world...