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Dear No One,

Sorry that it has been a couple of months since I have written. A new year has started and so have new changes.

I actually was worried for nothing about coming into school with an oxygen tank. No one makes fun of me (who would make fun of someone with cancer?), the teachers seem more easy going and my grades are starting to come back up. I am still on track to be the top student and to get into the college of my choice.

Not that that's a big thing in my life anymore. All of a sudden I do not care about the grades or being the top student. I have more important things in my life to worry about.

The only thing I wish to change about the school situation is the pity stares. I can filter them out now but it was very embarrassing? No that's no the word, the word is uncomfortable. Walking down the halls, wheeling an oxygen tank behind with people staring at you, you don't get used to that quickly.

It has been a couple months since Percy and I have officially become a couple. People (more like Drew, actually it has only been Drew) have tried to separate us but nothing has worked.

Percy said he will never ever leave my side and for that I am grateful. At least I have one good thing going for me right now.

My parents found out about us dating a couple weeks ago and they were surprisingly okay with it. As I later found out, it was only because they knew something I didn't know about my cancer.

Everything comes back to you all at once especially when you think you are on top of the world.

I was naive.

I thought I was on a roller coaster that only went up. I had the guy, the grades and no new tumors were growing at all. Yet it turned out all this time I was just descending so slowly that I couldn't feel it. I was never getting better, it was just a damn facade put on me by the doctors.

These past few months have just been a lie. And why is that? You might ask. Well imaginary person I am writing to, it turns out my cancer is terminal.

T-E-R-M-I-N-A-L as in predicted to lead to death, especially slowly; incurable.

I only found out by sneaking into the hospital's record cabinet to find out how bad my cancer really was. As Percy says "Annabeth Chase always needs to know the facts, you can't keep anything from her."

See I would be fine if the cancer would just be shortening my life to fifty or sixty years instead of the normal ninety. But it turns out that I only have a few years left of life to live. My early twenties would be a miracle in their eyes. I am eighteen right now, you do the math, that's how many years left of life I have to live.

I did this while Percy went into the hospital for a rabies shot because he got bitten by a raccoon. It was Percy's fault the raccoon bit him in the first place. I tried to tell him not to pet it, but did he listen. I don't think so. Anyways the raccoon bite is not the point of this letter.

It was surprisingly easy to sneak in. There was some big emergency that called most of the nurses and doctors away. It was a little cumbersome with the oxygen tank but luckily the records cabinet room was close to Percy's hospital room. I did have to pretend I was a potted tree at one point during this mission.

My file was right on top.

It only took me a minute to see the big red word 'Terminal' right at the top of the page. I scanned the rest of sheet but it was a bunch of medical mumbo jumbo.

None of my doctors or my parents know that I know. Percy is oblivious. I would have assumed someone would have told him he is dating a dying girl but maybe they are just leaving all that up to me (when they get around to telling me I am dying).

I hope when I eventually tell him (because I will have to soon), he won't leave me. I know he told me he would never ever think of separating and I know in my heart he won't. But if for some odd instance he does, I do not think I will be able to handle it.

I think Percy knows something is bothering me but I think he just thinks it is because of college.

Speaking of colleges. I have been excepted to the ones I want but I don't know if I will end up going. I might have to end up somewhere local and not go international like I originally wanted. I don't even know if I want to attend college.

First I don't want to leave Percy. Second I don't want to waste the rest of my life in a school. I am going to have to decided soon. Everyone is waiting for a decision.

I-

I am so sorry. I can't do this anymore. I can't keep going on as if everything is fine, when in reality it's not. I can't be strong anymore.

I don't know what to do anymore.

I am going to die. It's too much.

My walls have crumbled at last.

This will be my final letter to you, I have nothing left to talk about. I just like to say thank you for all the help you have been even if you were not real in the first place.

We are all living the same way, (the same way)

We are escaping the same way, (the same way)

Circling

We are a part of the same play, (the same play)

We think we're making our own way, (our own way)

Thank you for everything,

Annabeth Chase

This is not the last chapter. It is just the last chapter written as a letter. I am so happy that people are liking this story so much that they don't want it to end:) I hope you guys liked this chapter. I know hospital files are under lock and key but lets pretend for this story they are not. Has anybody tried the new demigod app? It is pretty good.

Last chapter coming next sunday.

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