"Don't say goodbye, because goodbye means going away, and going away means forgetting"- Peterpan

here's just a little something i wrote in my free time about the realationship between wendy and her daughter jane. I do not own any of these characters only wish i had the imagnation to :) Enjoy.

My mother once promised to never say goodbye.

And throughout the years she had kept that promise, assuring us as each crash of fear came our way that we would always be together. Gently wispering to my brothers and i comforting stories of peterpan and the lost boys. But now it wasn't just crashes of fear or worry anymore, it was storms of them. They were constantly striking at not only my life but my hole faimlys. Everywhere i went the lightning and thunder would follow me, accomanied by the rain, that always left me tired and drenched with grief all caused by my mothers cancer.

I now find myself rushing down the hallway of the hospital,trying to get to the room where my beloved mummy lay breathing her final breaths in this world repeating the words of the doctor as he described my mothers condition just a few minitues beforehand in my head.

'we are not sure how much longer she has. We think it would be a good time to come and see her as soon as you can."said the doctor with a serious yet saddened tone.

My eyes start to tear up as i turn in her hospital room only to see her hooked up to a machine, taking deep breaths. I try a smile as i run over to her and give her a hug, feeling the tears rolling down my cheek, almost as fast as rain. Crying, i try to manage a "i love you" knowing i don't have much time. The " get well wendy" cards hanging from string around the room warms my heart and iflash back to all the times that my siblings and i would make cards for mum together.

I hold my mothers hand as she starts to speak.

"Jane"she says with a sympethetic voice, her eyes barely open

"I need to ask you a huge favor that i know you aren't going to like"

Confused but willing i quickly replied "anything" eyes consentrated on her, ready to do anything she might ask of me.

"I need you to let me say goodbye, just this one time" she says her eyes full of hope.

Now feeling as though i was a little girl again i broke drown in tears nodding my head as to allow her to do as she has asked and layed down beside her feeling the warmth of love and comfort spread across my body as i replied trying not to sob "but first can you tell me a story of peterpan for the last time?"

thanks so much for reading this. Please leave a comment or any suggestions you might have. I would love to hear them. Sorry for any spelling, grammer or any other dumb mistakes i might have made in this story.