I felt chills brush my entire body like electricity. I was floating; flying through mid-air.
"Peyton?”
My eyes was screaming at me to stay closed. They were so heavy, too heavy to keep open, I simply couldn’t do it. My entire body was glass, it was ice, and it was breaking.
Why was it so bright?
“Peyton! Peyton can you hear me?”
Voices – they were everywhere. They wrapped around my brain and twisted inside my head. I felt a cloud begin to form inside my chest, overtaking my lungs.
“Peyton, listen, can you hear me? Peyton!”
I was weightless.
“God dammit, Peyton, wake up!”
Blackness.
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Teen FictionPeyton Hill had grown used to her beautiful, sunny life in eastern Florida, where she lived for fifteen years. She was content and surrounded by those who loved her. However, when her parents decide to send her off to an elite boarding school in Mas...
