London, England
His shadowed figure crept through the night and watched the little children get tucked into their beds. He only went after little boys to become his "Lost Boys" in Neverland. Once you step foot into Neverland you are never to leave He doesn't allow it. Rumor has it if you ask to leave more than once he will kill you and replace you with a new child, a child with great imagination. And they call him Peter Pan. The thing about Peter Pan he never grew up he will stay young forever, and all of the children that are stuck in Neverland.
Watching the town over the clock tower Peter saw a window that had a small dim light from a small wick candle. He flew closer to the edge of the windows. It was a young girl in the dark with nothing more than a small candle sitting on her bed reading a book. Something in his mind intrigued him.
With a little gust of wind he blew the window open and blew out the flame. He then stepped inside. The confused girl looked up at the shadow and Peter looked down at her.
"Who are you?" she said in almost a whisper.
"Peter, Peter Pan," he said in almost a dark breathy almost intimidating tone "What is your name girl?"
"Wendy, Wendy Darling" she stood up slowly.
He crept ever so slightly over to her and crouched down to reach her height and gave an eye to eye smile. "Tell me Wendy how old are you?"
"Fourteen."
"You see, what if I told you there is a place where children never grow old and there is no parents to boss you around, there are mermaids pirates and fairies." Her eyes grew wide an amazement.
"But Peter, how would I there?"
"We could fly there!" Just then he lifted up in there air and soared across her room.
"Oh how wonderful!" she cheered.
"Here Wendy grab my hand" with no hesitation Wendy took his hand and was instantly lifted into the night sky.
"This is amazing!" she happily said
"Off to an Adventure!" He yelled off into clouds.
YOU ARE READING
Neverland
Fantasia"Never say goodbye, because saying goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting" -Peter Pan
