Peter Pan, who is he? A kind boy playing the flute? The owner of an island where fantasies are a place of revelry? Hell no! I was on that island and yes, at first he was friendly, protective, and treated me like a princess until the new boy Henry came to the island. This psycho almost took my heart. I was lucky that Henry's parents arrived in time, returning me home. For 13 years I tried to forget this nightmare and now, on the birthday of my younger brother, history repeats itself