MARINA'S POV
My grandpa smee tells the best stories ever like how his captain 'captain hook' lost his hand attempting to fight a crocodile or like the time he first caught Peter Pan thanks to Jane, Wendy's daughter who was foolish enough to belive that they wouldn't hurt pan himself.
These are the kinds of things that made me hate Peter Pan and his gang of lost boys for always ruining my grandads and his captains plans by always getting in the way of things, but after awhile I forgot. I forgot who Peter Pan and Captain Hook were and that neverland ever existed I forgot about my grandad smee and all of the memories we shared together I forgot everything all I remember is a family, my family.
14 years later
Mother called me downstairs for dinner she announced that since tomorrow was my birthday that I get an early birthday present.
She handed me a thin rectangular shaped present with a pastel pink coloured bow on top she put that there because pastel colours are my favourite colours.
I joyously ripped open the present to see a book that titled Peter Pan I instantly knew I had heard that name before but I cant quite remember where I had heard it. I said thank to my parents for my early gift and ran straight up to my room, I threw myself on my bed and thought for a moment then took a quick glace at the book which I had placed on my nightstand and egarly picked up the book and began to read it hoping it might bring back many memories and it did but ones that confused her for the rest of the night I had visions terrible ones for then in the morning to wake up with a huge head ache and to be completely puzzled to what those dreams where about and who the people in them were.