Dear Peter,
Did you ever dream about growing up? Part of me says no, you did not. You thought about growing up once and shuddered as if it were a nightmare. Another part of me thinks that you must have dreamed about growing up like every child does. Maybe you still do dream about it. You must have thought about getting a job, becoming famous, maybe even raising a family! I must say, you really are famous though, just maybe not in the way that most of us dream. You’re famous in a fairy tale way. People read about you and love your story. They love you too, but not as you. they love you as a fictional character that inspires them with happy thoughts. Really though, if anyone knew that I was writing this to you, they would think it was a joke. I don’t though. I really mean what I say here. I really am wondering about you, and I really am waiting for you to take me to Neverland.
Come soon,
B. L.
