Dear reader, this is my story
I'm from Toronto Canada I'm a 15 year old girl named Peyton i had a pretty normal energetic life i played basketball and hockey i spent my childhood obsessed with a very pretty brown eyed pop star until that all changed about a year ago
Now today
I'm very sick and Ill if I could i would go to sleep and never wake up i have leukemia I'm bald and i feel alone all the time I'm tired of being in pain i have a beanie I wear all the time i don't take it off i even sleep with it on
i have a wheel chair i sit in when I get tired but I'm always tired...I don't want to do it anymore it's to hard for me the only one who keeps me going is Justin Bieber i wear a Bieber beanie i am currently at his concert for make a wish foundation wearing (pic above)
After the show i am wheeled into the room covered with my purpose tour blanket where I wait for the beautiful guy I'm proud to call my idol Justin Bieber he walks in about 10 minutes later wearing (pic above) he looked at me my face lit up I smiled at him he smiled at me "hi nice to meet you" he said "She doesn't talk" my mom told him "hi" i weakly told him my mom was shocked
I stood up and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist and weakly hugged him he wrapped his arms around myneck "thank you for being you" i weakly and quietly told him "you can let go Now" justin told me I shook my head no laying my head on his chest
I could feel him grin "Peyton sit down so you don't get to tired "i sit all the time I'm always tired let me be" i almost started crying
he let me go i was confused but then he picked me up bridal style and grabbed my blanket and sat down on the couch with me on his lap He covered us with the blanket "Okay so did you enjoy the show" he asked
i weakly nodded he smiled "Okay favorite song by me it doesn't have to be one i sang tonight " he told me "i can't pick just one but I like pray, I would, and purpose" i told him he smiled "Okay why do you like pray" he asked "I have to have a reason" i asked he nodded "because when close my eyes I can see a better day before I was sick" I explained to him
"okay why do you like i would" he asked "because you take the pain away" i quietly told him almost crying "aww you're going to make me cry" he told me I smiled "purpose?" He asked "because you give me purpose" i told him he smiled "tell me your story" he told me
"my story or my cancer story" i asked "both" he said "Well I'm 15 i grew up with 4 brothers in Toronto i used to play basketball and hockey i spent my childhood obsessed with you i played outside every day I loved riding my pink four wheeler and my horse with my older brothers until i got sick when
I was diagnosed with leukemia i stopped talking to people I stopped laughing i stopped smiling my dad left because he told me I was going to die sometimes I wish I would it's hard to fight for your life my actual wish was to lay in the hospital bed with you and die in your arms but I only fight because of you, you make it worth fighting for" tears came down my face he was crying too I wiped his tears
He looked at my hat "you have no hair? Do you?" He hesitated to ask i slowly shook my head "is that why you have a hat on?" He asked i nodded "she won't take it off either" my mom told him "you won't" he asked i shook my head is was still sitting in his lap He gave me a bag of stuff then he took off the beanie he was wearing and put it in the bag
