The nightmare called neverland - a twisted peter pan tale

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It was a cold, dreary night in London. A night like no other. There was an eery atmosphere on the streets , as if something was coming but no one knew what. No one paid any attention to the boy in the window looking out at the icy streets of London. The boy had a pale complexion and jet black hair that draped over his dark eyes . This boy was none other than James Hook . James had been left alone that night and was awaiting the arrival of his parents . As he waited he to felt the feeling as if something was coming , only he felt it coming for him . It was now silent as he looked out at the usually busy streets . He felt a shiver down his spine as he slowly walked away from the window and sat down on his bed. As he looked around his room he couldn't help but feel like someone was watching him, waiting for him . Crash! He looked up and saw that the model of the pirate ship his father had made for him now lay on the floor crushed into pieces. He slowly moved himself from his bed and with great care examined the boat that now lay in front of him . He looked around the room and was horrified to find that his window now lay open where just before it had been shut. Suddenly he noticed a shadow lay in front of him , however this shadow was not his own so whose was it he thought to himself. Then it happened. Someone grabbed him by the wrist and began to pull him out of his room. He tried to scream but no words came out , the last thing he saw was the horrific grin of the boy who had hold of him and as the world slowly changed to black all he could think about was that mischievous grin being the last thing he would ever see

______________________________________A/N: This is my first ever story written on this platform so pls don't judge me if it is terrible as I am still trying to improve my writing skills :)