I run out of the house, ashes flying everywhere, my cheeks have black on them, my rosey cheeks are gone, only thing left is burning hot fire, ashes, and smoke. I'm not sure my loved ones are still alive, but the thing I was doing, was running far away, I was scared, I didn't know what else to do but run. I'm running in the forest crying I trip over a fallen tree and roll down a hill, my hip land on a rock and I hear a crack and scream. I hear police sirens.
"Anybody out there?!" Someone calls out flashing a flashlight nearby.
I stay quiet and low. Once the fire is out and everybody leaves, I lay on the log, looking up into the dark cold night. Tears are streaming down my face I began to close my eyes then I see a shadow flying high. I shoot open looking around.
"Oh dark frightening creatures, of the dark night, if thee a bat or an owl, oh thee please not scare me......or what ever dark creature you are." I say still looking around.
"Tho I'm not an owl nor a bat or any sort of dark creature." Someone says frightening me.
"Who goes there?!" I say grabbing a thick stick.
Then he jumps down from a high branch of a tree. I'm frightened by now, I mean who just pops up randomly from a high branch, and I'm pretty sure I saw something flying. Then that's when I took no chances and whacked him, who knows how long he had been watching me, he could be a creep. He screams.
"Why did you do that?!?!" He says coming out towards me where I can see him, he was a young cute, very cute boy.
"I'm so sorry!! Who are you?"
"Peterpan, that's what they call me, now Wendy, I'm from a place you have never heard of, that's never spoken of here, a place where you never grow up."
"A girl that just whacked you in the head with a thick stick???"
"Just come with me please, you'll never be lonely."
"Okay." I say blushing.
He takes no chances and grabs me and we're up in the cold dark night.
"Who are you?! What kind of dark creature are you?!" I say.
"I'm the creature that's from never land." He answers.
We land in a forest. It looks like any normal country, it didn't look like a place that he was describing. I look at him and he looks younger than what I saw him as. It was some kind of mind trick, this place want real, it couldn't be. I look up into the dark night, and what did I see? Three moons. This couldn't be true, there was no way never land was real, this was all just a dream. My family is alive, there was no fire, my house is still standing, and everyone is perfectly fine, sleeping in bed. The only solution was, it was a dream.
"Where are we? I'm serious." I say
"Never land."
"This isn't real."
"Oh, it is, we're just away from reality."
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Away From Reality
FantastikThey have my story all wrong, Peter pan and Wendy they think they know it all but there is more to it, something I would call a Romeo and Juliet story, would our love story be a death sentence, or just love that wouldn't work out.
