Peter Pan

Chapter 6- Neverland

"No one should hurt you like this. Because you're Fox sister" says Peter.

I pull myself quickly away from Peter, what was I thinking. He's just my dead brother's friend. Instead  to look on Peter, I take the cloth and put it in one of the drawers in the dresser.

"Don't say this to anyone" I say, nodding toward the drawer.

I look at him seriously and he nods shortly. Then it's as if it sticks to your fingers, and I open one of the other boxes. I tear out a so that it rattles noisily to the floor. And there is, there.

Suddenly door is slamed opened with a crash, and the currents boys. They look happy, most of them, but when they see me and Peter their expression change. Carly gets red in the face.

"Explain yourself," said Peter.

"We can go back to Neverland now," said Twins.

"Is everything ready?" Peter asks.

Nibs nods. I look at them, it's really true. Is Neverland! Peter turns to me.

"Do you want to join?" he ask.

"Can I?" I ask and check carefully against Peter.

I can hear a whisper among the boys and I'm sure that Peter can hear it to, but he pretends he does not hear.

"Of course," said Peter quickly.

A little too quickly, he gets all the boys to look a little askance at him.

"But you have to decide now," said Toots.

The boys rush out, Peter follows, and I run after them all. I let the box lying there on the floor with the clocks scattered.

The boys have stopp up on the roof and check out to the big city. All lights are flashing in one, they are together soured with each other. They blink simultaneously and they light up all the corners that are dark. I thought it had gone so long, I thought it was the middle of the day, but no. It is after noon and the sun is going down. Cold of winter draws in and leave traces on windows and doors.

Peter gives the boys something that sparkles and sprinkle it over themselves. Before I know it, the boys are trowing them self over the edge of the house and flies away into the night.

I can feel something hovering over me, landing gently on me.

"Remember that you are light as a cloud. Here, take my hand, I can help you, so it feels safe," said Peter, and stretching out his hand to me.

I take his hand and feel the warmth of it. I don't  say a word, I walk up to the edge. I check on my feet as if they would fall off. When I stand on the edge and see the street several meters below me, I hesitate. If they just play a trick on me, I will crash to the surface under me.

I take a firmer grip on Peter's hand and take a step into thin air. But I don't  fall to the ground and don't fell each bone in my body brake. I, I float in the air. I actually floats.

I see the river, the house I lived in, the school I went to, the baker's house, I see all that I once loved. All that really would have been just something that anyone would have liked. Someone who would not have been me, someone who would have a whole family, someone who had a heart as pure gold.

"Can you let go some on the grip?" says Peter.

I'll check on him and his troubled countenance expression. I look down on my hand and see how hard I held onto. I let go of the grip and look how he exhales.

"Sorry," I say.

"It's okay, it's a first time for everyone to fly someday."

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"Do you see the second star to the right?"

"That's where we're going, if flight against it you will be there," said Peter, pointing to a star .

It is as if the star heard what was said, and blinks to show where we're going.

Light reaches me as a cloud, and there it is. The lush country star, in the light-blue water. There lies the land that I only thought existed in fairy tales. The country had the time to go and that made it stand still. The country that I always heard tales about when time stood still and Ms. Cleara could actually tell the stories. The tales of a flying boy and his gang of lost boys. He lived in the country I see before me.

Neverland.

Neverland .................