Hey guys,
Well here's Chapter 3 of my story :)
Hope you guys enjoy, let me know if you have any comments, critiques, or requests!
~MissGallagherGirl~
Peter sat in his fortress again feeling the hopelessness and despair that comes with loneliness.
At this point he would welcome any company, whatsoever...
He began to think that just maybe he should take a visit to the mermaids.
That sounded like a pleasant idea, plus it would give him some company and they always enjoyed fawning over him.
That's just what he need, a little undivided attention.
The mermaids were always sweet to him, even though they tried to drown anybody else within 10 feet of their lagoon.
He had learned that with Wendy.
"Oh Wendy, why did you have to leave, why didn't you want to stay with me, be with me. We could've been happy. Eternal youth, never having to worry about grown up problems, just having fun."
Peter whispered to himself, finally letting the tears cascade down his face like raindrops in a thunder storm.
Every child wishes it, but she had taken for granted that chance, the chance to be forever young.
Never having to deal with the stress and sadness of growing up, of adolescence, of becoming an adult.
But as she had said, "Never is an awfully long time".
Peter put that thought from his mind, even though he was young, he had enough experience to know that alas, he could not change the past.
With that notion put away, he got up and sullenly walked to the lagoon in which he had spent long hours with Wendy gazing at the dazzling beauty of the mermaids.
He made it though the tall, green vegetation and many patches of dandelions and daises, without distress.
He had traveled this way so often that he could do it with his eyes closed, which was probably a good thing seeing that he was basically traveling blindfolded by the thick vines and ever growing grass.
Soon he reached the lagoon but things were curious, for their were no mermaids tanning on the rocks or taking a break from the water.
He crept up close to the pool of clear blue water, looking in, gazing, trying to get a glimpse of a fin, a tail, their long locks of colorful hair.
Alas, he saw nothing.
Peter sat their for hours and hours, until finally night had fallen and the pitch black surrounded him and the stars came out and the full moon reflected into the lagoon.
The mermaids were gone, whether it was only momentarily or forever Peter would not know, he vowed to not return to the beautiful waters that once held so many amazing memories and adventures.
He now truly began to feel alone.
