15th March 2015

I am back to Chicago.

Suta gave me her last two books of the Harry Potter series.

The rose plant of the dormitory is withered. My mom had a brain stroke last week, she couldn't make it alive. She passed away last Tuesday. I still couldn't believe it, she died. For real.

Suta found the diary and the fact that I have leukaemia. She told me that she will fulfil my dream of becoming as famous as Anne Frank. She and I did a video interview and I promised her to give her the diary after my death.

But I can't give it to her! Anything but that! I can't let everyone know how pathetically vulnerable I am! I can't make life hard for Luke! He's happy, I don't want him to end up like me. People will hate him! They will ignore him. I can't!

Love,
N.