Peyton came to visit today.
He spent the night in my room.
His nephew was born in the same hospital that I'm in.
I really enjoy his company.
Peyton held my hand again today.
He rubbed circles on the back of my hand with his thumb while we talked.
I like Peyton.
Maybe too much.
From,
Elliot
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From Elliot
Teen FictionElliot is a teenage girl that was diagnosed with cancer at 17. She writes letters to God, hoping that he will cure her. Does he? ((Every chapter is a new day.)) **CURRENTLY EDITING**
