Dear God,
To be completely and utterly honest,
I'm just holding out until the end.
I really am tired of headaches.
I'm tired of the tumor eating away at my brain.
I'm tired of everything.
I'm tired of being tired.
I"m going to go take a nap.
Love,
Peyton
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Letters from Peyton
Teen FictionPeyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.
