Um thanks for taking the time to read our story. Um I hope you like it (my
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Chapter 1
As Peter sat on top of a bright red, eight stories building, he thought to himself 'I wonder what it would be like being a real boy again.'
He thought about this for hours, and as hours passed by he thought that it would be nearly impossible to do such a thing.
You see Peter was not an ordinary boy; he was one of a kind. While other kids grew up, Peter would never grow old. Just the thought of growing old made him scared even thought everyday. Even though he of this he would come to the same conclusion, it would be impossible. Until one night that is, a night he would never for-get.
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The night his story began was an extraordinary night.
He was flying through the air for it was a beautiful night when some thing caught his attention. It was an open window so he flew down to investigate. In the small pink and yellow room a man stood yelling at what looked like his daughter and a woman standing in the doorway with her hands over her mouth.
After her parents left she was left crying on her bed that sat next to the window. She had her back turned toward the window when Peter taped on her window to tell her he was there. She jumped.
Sorry about the cliffy (merahahahahah) um I hope you like it Please r/r my story
Thanks, anlge7456
Chapter 1
As Peter sat on top of a bright red, eight stories building, he thought to himself 'I wonder what it would be like being a real boy again.'
He thought about this for hours, and as hours passed by he thought that it would be nearly impossible to do such a thing.
You see Peter was not an ordinary boy; he was one of a kind. While other kids grew up, Peter would never grow old. Just the thought of growing old made him scared even thought everyday. Even though he of this he would come to the same conclusion, it would be impossible. Until one night that is, a night he would never for-get.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The night his story began was an extraordinary night.
He was flying through the air for it was a beautiful night when some thing caught his attention. It was an open window so he flew down to investigate. In the small pink and yellow room a man stood yelling at what looked like his daughter and a woman standing in the doorway with her hands over her mouth.
After her parents left she was left crying on her bed that sat next to the window. She had her back turned toward the window when Peter taped on her window to tell her he was there. She jumped.
Sorry about the cliffy (merahahahahah) um I hope you like it Please r/r my story
Thanks, anlge7456