Wendy pov.
One of them was all mutilated and his ripped clothes were literally blazing. The other one was much smaller and didn't have one leg. They looked like some criminals who escaped from prison. It was at this moment that I regretted for a moment that I had escaped from the camp, where I was relatively safe.
Oh, Wendy mind! I slapped my forehead. What have I gotten myself into now! "Damn this tree is so uncomfortable" I whispered, not realizing anyone could hear me. Fortunately, they were so busy talking to each other that they didn't even register me.
The two men stopped just below my tree and tumbled into the grass. For a while they put out a small fire and began to entertain me with an unintelligible tongue. I counted the minutes slowly, wondering how long I'd be stuck here in this tree.
I prayed sincerely that they wouldn't look up, because that would probably be the end of me. But there was no end to their conversation, and I began to feel slowly that I was beginning to need to use the bathroom. Come on! Can't they go somewhere else? I don't know how much longer I can take it!
I was starting to panic a little. Worst case scenario, I just jump out of the tree and run as far as I can. But they looked like they were going to stay up here for the night. "It's now or never," I said in a half-whisper, jumping down from the tree to the ground.
Luckily, they didn't notice what I was wondering, even though I had to make a noise like a sack of potatoes dropped somewhere. I didn't want to think any more about it, and I ran as far as I could....
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PETR PAN//OUAT//FF//SHORT STORY
FantasyPeter Pan, everyone knows him. He's a young boy who lives in neverland with a dream not to grow up. But what if this Peter is different? What if Hook isn't a negative character anymore, but it's the other way around? And what if Wendy is taken to Ne...
