This has sprung off of my new obsession for the 2003 version of Peter Pan,
and my new desperation to be little and imaginative again.
Teehee.
I'm overreacting a bit.
XDD
I don't own anything.
I'm an aspiring writer who mooches off other writer's ideas to make herself feel clever.
Happeh?
Chapter 1
Sometimes falling out of your pram doesn't mean you aren't clever...
Sometimes those who don't just...
Aren't clever enough.
Perhaps I should start from the beginning...
It wasn't some runaway in attempt to stay a child forever.
It was, in fact, because I did want to grow up.
And I knew my previous parents were...
Incapable, to say the least, of keeping me alive that long.
So, while mother was unawares,
I used my new crawling abilities to sneak out of my carriage,
inconspicuously, knowing they wouldn't notice.
They didn't.
No one did.
So, on the seventh day,
I was taken to the Neverlands.
My name used to be Mary.
I suppose when growing up with pirates,
common sense just doesn't develop.
Which is why I didn't discover I was a girl until just recently.
Quite embarrassing, if you ask me.
There weren't many decent women aboard,
Captain always demanded my hair be cut,
and I grew up with the name Jack.
Can you blame me?
I pillaged,
I drank,
I killed.
A pirate's life was the only life for me.
But now...
I'm not so sure anymore.
Upon beginning, what they call, 'puberty',
Everything's changing.
I feel different, I think different, I look different...
And it's now that I realize maybe I made the wrong choice.
I chose to grow up, and now I hate it.
Even if I could decide to run away to the other side of Neverland,
with the damage done, I'm not sure they'd take me.
I've become impure, corrupted, and overall...
I'm a pirate, for God's sake.
I'm already becoming a teenager,
and now I'm dealing with the fact that I'm a girl.
Talk about overwhelming.
I just want it all to stop.
Maybe...