My own end for the book "The Fault in Our Stars"

She heard the loud, heavy breathing from the kitchen. While running to the living room, where Hazel was sitting, she screamed for her husband. A pale face starred at her gasping for air. "No, no, don't leave me yet Hazel, not yet!" she yelled at her daughter while trying deperatly to get the failing longs to innhale a little more air. Just enough to survive she thought, just untill we get to the hospital. It was however to late, the body of the sixteen year old girl was motionless on the coutch. "It is too late, my love" He pulled her into his arms and they stood like that crying. None of them moved a mucel untill the ambulance pulled up infront of the house. The sirence were so loud, but at the same time so far away, too far away.

Walking through the front door that night was the hardest thing she had ever done. The breeze of Hazel came on hard. Everything in that house was Hazel. Her entier existance was just a mere memory. Hazel was no more. She was not a mother to a living child. Everything was too much for her. A trail of tears followed her to the living room. A quiet buzzing sound came from Hazel's computer. The last thing she had touched. With a loud sobbing sound her husband walked over and opend the computer. when he saw the screen he broke down. He broke down even more, if it is even possible to get further down than having watched you sixteen year old daughter die just eight hours ago.

Augustus' eulogy to Hazel. His last words to the love of his life. The last words of her life.

Five days later was her daughters funeral. She looked so beautiful. Dressed in a sun dress last worn in Amsterdam at Oranjee. The day Augustus wore his death suit. When it was her turn to speak her hands were shaking. "Hazel was a good person, she had a good heart." tears were streaming down her face and her throught thickend. After she had told the people gatherd about her beautiful daughter, it was time to read it. "I was not the only one who loved Hazel, one person in perticular was very, very found of her. Augustus Waters." she glanced at his parents. "They were the love of each others lives, neither of them had enough infinities on this earth. Before he left her a, short three weeks ago, he wrote her something. Something that she did not read untill just minutes before she passed away." She read his letter to Mr. van Houten to the people and in the end she added, "And I can say with certanty that she did like her choises. I hope with all my heart that Hazel and Augustus have found each other where ever they are." She was sobbing and looked over at Augustus' parents who slowly nodded. Then at her husband. "The last thing Hazel knew was how much she was loved. That to me as her mother is all I wanted for her death."