People say I'm insane, but I know he flew through my window that night, when I was 9, he took me and my older brother to Neverland, I know we weren't dreaming, My brother remembers all of it too, but he now just believes it was a dream, I still know it was real and I know that Peter will one day when I'm 16 return and take me back to Neverland, forever, he said so himself.
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This place...it was unlike anything I'd ever seen before. Full of shadows, and a feeling of lost. That's where I found him, this boy who wasn't quite just a boy. On the edges of a place they call...Neverland.