The first friday of December
And my last day in London. Everything is all set: clothes, snacks, storybooks and toys.
I have so many things to share and give, especially the lost boys."Wendy please don't go! We beg of you!"
"Big sister don't leave us! We'll join you instead!"
I sigh. I wished my mother would agree to bring my two brothers along but from what happened the last time we've returned, John was scraped his knee and the injury grew an infection. She wouldn't also risk Michael's life in a dangerous place, fearing that pirates would try to capture him again so I was the only one cautious enough to visit Neverland.
"Mother wouldn't allow you two to join me..." I embraced the two "and besides when I return, I promise to tell you my adventures"
Little Michel's hand wobbled to
his teddy bear right to my hands."Whenever you *sniff* us....don't *sniff* be s-sad...o-okay? M-my te-ddy will h-*sniff*elp yo-u..."
My heart ached at the sight before me: the two heads with messy hair, tear-stained cheeks, red eyes and two small sad pouts.
I took the bear and hugged it " Of course! I won't forget this"
I kissed both of their heads and watched them walking away from the room.
Then suddenly all the windows burst opened to be greeted by a boy standing at the opening at the largest window of the room, plastering the same smirk of mischief since our first encounter.
"Come on Wendy, lets go"
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