Dear God,
Cody took me for a walk today.
It was the first time I'd actually walked a distance since I've ben diagnosed, and you could tell.
I got dizzy after five minutes, even when I was hanging onto that little pole that let's me still be connected to my IV even when I'm moving.
Cody caught me as I was falling.
He said, "Whoa there," as he caught me.
Looking up at him made me dizzy and I don't know why.
But my breath caught in my throat and all I could do was gape at him.
"I need to sit down," I managed to say.
After that, Cody immediately stopped looking at me.
He carried me back to my bed and left right away.
I wonder why.
Was my breath that bad?
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.
