Chapter 1: Just A Fairytale
'He flew into the air and chucked Captain Hooks hand down to the crocodile. Ever since then the crocodile has been after Hook, wanting more of him' I told John and Michael.
They stared up at me in awe. They loved hearing my stories about Peter Pan. No matter how many times I told the same story over and over again. They spent half their lives acting the story and the other half hearing them!
As for me, the stories were magic. I knew they weren't true, just a fairytale but still I couldn't help but sometimes wonder about Peter Pan. What I would give for it all to be true. Sometimes I daydreamed about what we'd do if we somehow magically met. The adventures we'd have, then I'd come back down to earth and remember once more he didn't exist.
I'd grew up hearing about Peter Pan and the lost boys. Even when I eventually found out that it wasn't true and that it was made up, I couldn't let go. It was too hard, they'd become part of me.
I carried on my fantasy by telling the stories to John and Michael every night without fail. They were a wonderful audience, gasping when Hook attacked and cheering when Peter triumphed.
Sometimes when I couldn't sleep, I'd stare at the stars and just think about Peter. I'd fall asleep by the big window and forget how I got there in the morning! It was a wonderful world, but as I said before it was unfortunately just a fairytale.
I knew I was different. While all my friends had boyfriends and went shopping, I stayed at home with John and Michael. I'd never had a boyfriend, there wasn't anyone I liked. I wasn't looking either, I didn't really mind not having one. I already had everything I needed.
Just then out of the corner of my eye I saw John yawn.
'Ok now. Michael, John bedtime' I declared.
'Oh do we have to?' asked Michael sadly.
'Yes' I replied picking up John and tucking him in.
Mother and father were out at a party so it was my responsibility to get them to bed on time. Nana had been dozing through my stories but now she was wide awake, pulling the covers over Michael.
I got into bed and pulled the covers over myself. As I lay comfortably in bed, Nana jumped up to turn the lights off and pulled the door shut behind her. I happily drifted off into sleep dreaming about Neverland, pirates and Peter Pan…