Flying Out The Window

by Straight 'til Morning

Wendy waits on the seat below her window every night hoping Peter Pan will come and get her. When Wendy is finally taken to Neverland, she is stood agape at the Neverland that is not at all like the stories she heard, and a Peter Pan that is so cruel, Wendy is not sure what Neverland is anymore.

Hey, so this will be the third story I am working on. It might not be updated so quick because I have two other stories.

Wendy grabbed her pillow and blanket and curled up on the seat under the window. Ever since she had heard the story Peter Pan, she had wanted him to come for her. It had been four three-hundred-sixty-five day full years of every night her sleeping at this window. Her brothers doubted very much that he would come to get her, but she didn't care.

"Wendy?" her younger brother John asked,

"Yes, John?" she replied.

"Are you ever going to sleep in your bed?"

Wendy thought about this.

"Not until Peter Pan comes and gets me." she answered after little thought.

"I think he'll come get you Wendy." Micheal peeped in.

Wendy loved her little brother, Micheal sometimes more than John. She would never dare tell him that though. She thanked Micheal and ignored John for the rest of the night. She heard her brothers snoring and had about feel asleep herself, when she felt a very cool breeze. That's very peculiar. thought Wendy, for it was summer, and not very cold.

She looked outside and saw a shadow moving towards the window. Peter Pan. Wendy got up as the shadow entered her room. The shadow looked at her brothers. NO! She wanted to go to Neverland. The shadow, seeming to have read her thoughts moved towards her and grabbed her hand. Together they flew out the window. First star on the right and straight on till morning, Wendy remembered.

Soon, they reached Neverland. Wendy looked at Neverland and gasped. This was not the Neverland she was told of in stories.