I had never felt so close to anyone. I always wanted to stay as a little boy, happy just fighting my mortal enemy, Hook, and playing with my friends the Lost Boys.

I was content with being kinglike in Never land. No one could disobey me, no one could pretend that I was not amazing, no one could love me.

I am Peter Pan, leader of the Lost boys, enemy of captain James Hook, and on that day I met my match. I met Wendy Darling.

For as long as I can remember, I have been living in Never land with the Fairies like Tinker bell, the indians like Tiger Lily, Pirates like Hook and the Lost Boys like Cubby.

Every now and then, I would go to London, the place of my birth, and have fun with normal humans.

One day, I was sitting on a window sill listening to a beautiful women read stories that her three children adored. She suddenly got up and closed the window onto my shadow, detaching it from my body.

The next night, I crept into the children's nursery, only to be found out by a girl called Wendy. I was bored, so I taught Wendy and her two brothers to fly. Even if Tink hated it, I let Wendy come with me.

We had many adventures together, even after the Lost Boys tried to kill Wendy on Tink's command. I convinced Wendy to stay, and be the mother of the lost boys, I even remember her punishment for the boys trying to kill her. She made them take medicine, and they all begged to be killed instead.

But all good things must come to an end. Hook found out the great Peter Pan had a weak spot for a certain human. He convinced Wendy that I was hunting him for no reason, thus making Wendy hate me.

But I cannot be tricked. Oh the cleverness of me! Tink and I saved Wendy who had been thrown off the plank blindfolded.

At last, I got to fight my mortal enemy one on one, even if he used to Tink to fly.I hate to admit it, but for the first time, the great Peter Pan got sad. I may be forever young, but that also means I am forever lonely. That was when I got my first Thimble.

I still remember how Captain James Hook was finally defeated. Old, alone, done for; That was all that was left of the pirate.

So now I own the Jolly Roger. So now I am lonely once more. Wendy and her brothers, whoever they were, had to go home. I left Wendy and the Lost boys, who were adopted, at home in London.

I set out for Never land. And when I came back, Wendy was old and had her own child.

But my fun will never end. Wendy let me travel with her young girl, and the next generation on.

I still had the most fun with Wendy, but I must move on. For the amazing Peter Pan must never grow up.