Well, today I finished The Fault in Our Stars by John Green. It was a beautiful novel, but so, so sad. Once in a while you come across one of those stories that leaves you wanting the author to write more about the characters, and you feel hollow inside because there's nothing left for you to read about. This was one of those novels. The book was a haunting story about young people with cancer. The protagonist, Hazel, is a very intelligent sixteen year old who is pessimistic about her life. She meets Augustus, who is quite the opposite. They form a bond that only those faced with a terminal illness can form. The novel is a gripping read, right until the last plot twist.