Isabella (or Bella as everyone usually calls her) has a pretty awful living situation. Proper main character shit. So, one day, after she's had enough of being treated like dirt in her own home, she attempts to run away, but comes across a strange s...
For hours I was searching through the bags of clothing, trying to find something I could work with. I had already found some baggy jeans, and decided to keep my jacket from earlier on. I hunted around, trying to find a cute top to go with them. I was searching for a while, until I knelt on a bump in the wooden floor of the tent. I looked down at my knees, u for them was a dusty old carpet. I lifted the corner of the rug, revealing a cut out slap in the floor. What the hell is this? I lifted more and more, eventually standing up and tossing the rug completely to the side. Under it lay a small, square door. It's handle was a circular hanging one that creaked and groaned when moved. I shuffled off of the door, twisting the handle and pulling it towards me.
The door creaked open on its hinges. It was so heavy, I let it fall onto the floor, softening the land so it wouldn't make a huge noise. There, placed neatly in the centre of the compartment, was a box. A wide and deep wooden box, painted with gold and silver swirls and flowers of pink purple and blue. I traced one of the gold lines with the edge of my finger. Why is this hidden? It's so beautiful. I lifted it out of its place and let it sit next to me on the ground. A little gold hook latch prevented it from opening. I carefully and delicately unhooked it, and lifted the lid. Inside was an array of different things. Blue hair ribbons and flower clips. Elegant white dresses and corsets, and a single white night dress that looked as if it was from a long time ago, perhaps even the Victorian times.
I held the nightgown up, embroidered into the back were the letters W.D. I folded it back up nicely and put it back where I had found it, then continued searching through more of the box. There were letters written in neat handwriting, a silver locket and more. I snapped out of my curiosity, remembering what I was doing initially. Who cares why this is here? It's none of my business right? Right? I convinced myself. I spotted a beautiful white corset, letting temptation control me. Taking one can't hurt. I'll put it back after tonight. I tried it on with the outfit. Perfect fit.
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I closed the box back up, placing it back under the trap door and covering it up how I found it. I ran through the forest, aware of the sun becoming lower in the sky. I finally reached the Mermaid lagoon. The water rippled and reflected the orange and purple shades of the sky. The beach and land was empty. Peter wasn't here yet. Just as that thought crossed my head I heard a rustle in the trees behind me. Peter emerged, smiling at me. "You're here." He breathed happily.
"I am indeed." I swivelled round and ran too him. Placing my palms flat on his chest. His eyes traced my outfit. His smile dropped as he saw it. A frown replacing it.
"Where did you get that?" He said angrily, I looked down at my clothes.
"Um...I got the jeans from the bas-"
"Not the jeans!" He cut me off clearly getting angrier. "That corset. Where did you find it!" He threatened.
"Ok! Ok. I got it from that box. Under the rug, with the hidden door." I said in broken sentences, fear was striking me. I had never been much frightened of Pan before, but right now, that was different. I was so scared of how angry he might get with me, and to make matters worse, we were right next to the lagoon where he's had to stop me from drowning once already.
