The Jealousy of Peter Pan
It was warm and beautiful day in Bloomsbury, London….But not to the Darling's. Well to be exact… to… Wendy Darling. She was sitting at her window sill awaiting for …. well you know who.
She knew there wasn't even a slightest chance of him coming back but she still had hope. Hope was the only thing she needed, the only thing that helped her get through the day…. Well hope and memories of their wonderful adventures… together, but now she was all alone. If only he wanted what she desired. A family , children she could call her own, to have a job and a place to herself , and most of all a wonderful husband that she could love and and cherish for as long as they both would live. But it was so stupid and selfish for her to think he would want this. For goodness sakes people called him the boy who would never grow up. Now because of her stupid decision she had to grow up alone with someone who doesn't get her like he did , someone who wanted everything she did but couldn't be more different. All she wanted was him, she could of settled for just that.
But now because of that decision she keeps her window open 24/7 and even hypothermia wouldn't get her to close it. So when her brother, Michael told her that he would never come back and that he hated to see her so miserable she was expected herself to burst out in tears or to yell at him for being so cruel to her, but instead she was surprised at herself to be doubting that he was her true love. It wasn't fair that he expected her to drop everything she wanted for the future and agree to just spend the rest of eternity in his arms without her family and friends. That Jerk! Wendy didn't deserve this , heck no! So she was going to get up and stop moping around. Wendy Darling was going to be the person she was supposed to be…. Happy and not regretting the past. So the one thing Wendy Darling has to say about it is, "Goodbye Peter Pan !"