There I was standing now in Neverland Indian territory way far way from Peter Pan's tree house. Well I knew that by his story and the fact that they lived like the edge of a cliff. I was surrounded by people I didn't know and I was afraid. Hell I was more ten afraid I was terrified,
Then I heard rooter calls. Little boys surrounded me in animal customs. Saying things like:
Who's she?
Why she here?
Kay I know that's not Wendy-is it?
'What did they know and where was in Neverland is Peter Pan?' I asked myself trying to move away from the lost boys. Then a clear rooster call came from the sky and the sounds of bells.
"Hello Miss Sarah miss me?" he laughed I blushed but then as soon as it came it disappeared when I retorted "how many lost kids did you leave for five minutes." It made no sense to me as I said it myself. I didn't pay attention when we were flying. Did he think I really believed in him when we were flying; of course I did, how else would I be here. He was here, I was standing on Neverland.
Just the fact I never truly 'believed' in him was the story. He answered me when he finally pulled me away from where I happened to be standing. "Not many…they usual don't go exploring till I show them around" "So I was the first to leave you and get lost myself" I blushed his arm was around my shoulder. "You are a lost girl now, and I ask would you like to stay?" he stopped-we stopped at the edge of the mountain. "WOW" it was beautiful. 'be young forever? I would love too' "Yes, I will stay" I said turning in his hold to face him. Was he smiling at me? Of course his smile would change anyone's mind.
I had fallen in love with Peter Pan