I bet that when you see the word "Neverland", it reminds you of that classic fairy tale about an adventurous boy, who played day and night. Well, that is one way to tell the Peter Pan story, but let me say that it is completely sugar-coated,.. Anyway, this is my story, of how I met Peter Pan. Let me warn you, however, this is no fairytale about a girl who gets whisked away to a magical land full of fairies, and pirates. This is actually, the story of how my brother's and I were kidnapped from our home, and taken to a dark island full of nightmares, that you can never wake up from. What is my name? You might ask... It's most definitely not Wendy. Oh hell no. It's Charlotte. Charlotte Cameron. My brothers are Henry, and Louis, who are both younger than I am. I was about 15 years of age, Henry; 12, Louis; 7, when Pan's shadow took us. At first, I never knew why, and I sure wasn't expecting to be kidnapped on my birthday...