Payton is 13, when she was 2 her parents died and she ended up in an orphanage. the orphanage was horrible and she dreamed of escaping or leaving one day. that day arrives when two people arrive, one who has black hair and one who has brown hair.
I woke up that morning in a cold sweat, I looked around the room that I was in , realising that it was Caleb's. I get up and head over to my suitcase and put on my funeral outfit, wear my glasses, brush my wavy hair and stare at myself in the mirror, soaking in my appearance.
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I grab my locket and stare at the newly added picture. It's of me and Caleb sharing a bed in Disney. I put it around my neck and walk downstairs.
* I'm sitting in the second row, Dan and Phil either side of me. This is not how our Scotland trip was ment to go, I was supposed to be zorbing with Caleb right now.
"And now a message from Caleb's girlfriend." Says the reverend.
I walk up to the front with a crinkled sheet of paper in my hand, I unfold it and stare at it, my hands shaking. I cannot be having a panic attack right now! Luckily Dan see's this and rushes to the front, he passes me one of Caleb's black zip up hoodies and I wrap it around myself.
"Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the mornings hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die. This is a poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye. I found it whilst watching TV. Just think, there were five people in that car crash and only one died. I you have ever been in a car crash and survived, tell yourself how lucky you are! Now if you don't mind, I'm going to play a song for you on the piano." I say walking over to the small piano in the corner of the room.
I wipe my eyes, because I had been crying whilst playing, I sit there staring at the keys still crying. The room is silent and everyone is staring at me, a small 14 year old crying at a piano. I feel someone pulling me back to my seat, it's Dan. I cry into his chest and then the next thing I know, it's nearing the end. We all go outside to were Caleb is going to be buried. I Chuck Harry potter and the half blood Prince and a Panic at the disco album into the ground, on top of the coffin. I rush back to Dan and Phil as they bear hug me. Then they start playing a thousand years, making me cry even more.
* Me, Dan ,Phil and Dillion all got on the plane and flew home early. We were greeted by Charlie, Chris and PJ. I just stare at them all before going into my bedroom.
I climb up the ladder and collapse onto my bed in fits of tears. I feel someone patting my back sympathetically, I sit up and it's Charlie.
"Hey Charlie," I sniff.
"Are you ok?" He asks.
"Not really." I reply and he hugs me.
"Do you know what makes me feel better?" He asks and I shake my head." An episode of doctor who." I smile and we walk back into the living room.
Me, Dan, Phil and Dil all snuggle up on the sofa, whilst Chris, PJ and Charlie grab there duvets and put them on the floor. We watch two episodes of doctor who, before I come up with a good idea.
"Why don't we order a pizza, get changed into our pyjamas and stay up late watching films!" I suggest everyone agrees and I go into my bedroom to get changed.
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* Five films and no pizza later, we are all trying to stay awake. Charlie and Phil have fallen asleep, I'm leaning on Dan's shoulder and Chris and PJ are drinking coffee to stay awake.
