Dear Luke,

I don't know where to start.

My life is a mess and you only know a part of it.

You know that i am sick.

But you have hope. Hope that I will survive.

I don't have that hope anymore.

I just came back from the hospital. I will only have a half year to live. That is what they said.

Hope was everything I had. Now.. I have nothing.

They say: "Hope is the only thing that's stronger than fear."

I am afraid, Luke.

Love,

Moon