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Once upon a time, well, not so very long ago, a little girl was sitting at home with her mother. The little girl was bored out of her skull and she let her mama know.

"MOMMY! I'm BORED!"

"I know darling, but mommy's trying to cook dinner." The poor woman was run ragged with the attempts to make dinner and entertain her youngest.

"I WANNA DO SOMETHING!" the little girl screamed, as she threw her stuffed bear across the room.

"Go watch some TV." her mother said exhasperatly, trying to save a smoking pot from the stove. The little girl stomped into the TV room and snapped on the television. A special came on and the little girl was enthralled. It was about a little boy who could fly and who never had to grow up. He lived on an island with a bunch of boys that he was in charge of and he had adventures every day, with pirates and indians. She watched as he soared across the screen and saved a girl from the clutches of a pirate with a hook. She had turned it on too late to catch the names of the people but she didn't care. The only name that she caught was the name Peter Pan.

The next day, her mama took her to the library and the little girl marched up to the childerns section and demanded the book about Peter Pan. Instead she came home with 7 different books on Peter Pan. With the harder ones, her mother had to help her, but soon she was able to read them for herself. She was so amazed by the amazing imagination and that this boy was able to do anything, even fly, that no matter how many times her mother told her he was not real, she believed in him, his fairy and in Neverland. She began to dream up her own dreams of Neverland, all in which she was a girl who could fly as well as anyone there. her fantasies didn't end when she started school, instead, they got wilder. As she learned new words and new ways of thinking, her fantasies grew in all measures.

But when she entered the third grade, her mother disapproved of her fantasies and ordered her to put them aside. The girl couldn't do that, she thought that if she stopped believeing, Peter would cease to exsist She just couldn't bring herself to stop believeing in the boy who had shaped her thoughts and her soul. When she entered fourth grade, she realized that the world wasn't as perfect as she wanted it to be. She was teased, bullied and even threated. But even in the mist of this trouble and trial, she wouldn't stop believeing. In the fifth grade, her class was asked to write a story, a story involing their favorite character from a fantasy story that they were familiar with. She wrote a story about Peter Pan and her, and she won the contest.

But when she entered middle school, everything changed. She had no friends and her grades slipped. She turned to her fantasies more and more. She knew that they were real, no matter what anyone said. She admited that she was different, and she was right.

One day in the middle of 7th grade, something happened that changed her life forever. She was outside, playing pirates with her youngest brother, when it happened. A bunch of gold stuff fell from the heavens and landed in her backyard. She stared at it and gently edged nearer. her brother ran into the house, crying in fear. But she knew that this was nothing to fear, for it was the source of all magic in the world. She streached out her hand...and touched it.

A wonderful, golden sensation filled her body and she knew that she was changing. Her thinking quickened and her reflexes sharpened. She lost track of the time, the moments. Her mother found her on the ground, her palm still touching the gold stuff. Her mother picked her up and carried her into the house. This was more than she could take. The little girl was tucked away in her room and she didn't see the people covered in gold come and take the stuff away. They didn't know that she had touched it and her mother didn't tell them. When she woke up, she was feeling so...normal. She looked at her palm. It was clean. She leaped out of bed and she dashed outside. It wasn't there, the stuff of gold. She collasped to her knees and thought, "It was a dream...all of it."

But of course, it wasn't a dream, but the beginning of an adventure.