The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up

Chapter 1

Peter Pan I was always told to be terrified of that name when I was younger. but that was before my mom left. now I'm only scared about leaving.

I was terrified to walk around Neverland at night by myself. I never wanted to run into Peter he was never the same. I stayed in my tent at my camp as much as possible I went out whenever I HAD to. After last night I am no longer scared to do anything.

* last night *

So I was walking around my camp site and I heard a sound outside. I went outside my camp site which on any other night I wouldn't do. But I wasn't in the right state of mind that night. Then I saw him flying high above the trees so I ran in the exact direction of my camp site which my mother had casted a spell so he couldn't get in. it was almost impossible that he would beat me there. Yet there he was standing right in the front entrance, waiting and looking straight at me I went to turn and run but you can't run from Peter Pan and his "lost boys". It's like they know your next move even before you do. I should have known you can't run from Peter Pan. After all Peter gets what Peter wants. I was stuck standing there in the gaze of peters eyes as the moonlight snuck out from behind the tree leaves. hitting my eyes just right so they shimmered and became a purplish color. Peter said he always loved how my eyes did that. He never knew how much I truly did like him. I have been falling for him more and more every time I see him. I think I'm falling in love with him.

In the following morning I was in my tent wrapped in my blankets. Every morning I go to Peters camp site and eat breakfast with them. This morning was different. They didn't get breakfast they were all gone that morning I could hear them I didn't see them. The entire camp site was empty. I was scared and nervous beyond belief but I knew something had to of been up; maybe it was Hook maybe he showed up sometime within the past few morning hours; maybe a new set of kids had escaped to Neverland again (we have a lot that escape here but if you can't make the cut you're sent home) maybe I was completely wrong and now that Peter saw me for who I really was he didn't want to see me or look at me or even hear from me. Maybe I was all wrong and he was falling for me too.

I'm doing the exact opposite of why my mother told me to. With her last dying breathe she told me
"please homey don't let him fool you he may say he loves you but he is incapable of love you see because he can never grow up to see what love really is!"
I feel horrible for doing this to her, but she's gone now; and she's been wrong before. I just hope this doesn't screw me over in the end. Because I actually am beginning to not be afraid of Neverland EVER. Even when Peter becomes different once the moons out. They don't scare me anymore then I've grown used to them I know how to approach them and how to. Talk and how to act. And I can't fall for him when he's like that because that is not the Peter my mother used to tell me stories about the one that she to once loved before she believed in grew up; and with one blink of an eye she was grown up and had me and she had a family. Then he separated our family out of being selfish. He took me and my mother from my father (who I don't recollect) and my brothers (who I remember faintly) and then my twin sister (I still feel like I can see her and feel her emotions and see into her thoughts sometimes) I love this island really I do I just wish I wouldn't be alone. I wish I had someone to share this adventure with.
I sometimes think I should give up and just end my life but every time I try and go through with it the Peter Pan is there to stop me because he has told me he can't live without me. Maybe my mom is wrong and it really is possible to fall in love with someone without growing up. Maybe I love Peter Pan.... Maybe he loves me back