A/N: First Peter Pan Fic! It's ALL for Nat (Willow23) & Amy (Hold Me Up)
two of my best Friends. I love u guys!!! And Jeremy et Orlando!
I'm not a very good writer so yeah! You have 2 use your imagination 4 this
story to work!
~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~ "Once upon a time there was a boy named Peter, Peter Pan. He was a wonderful boy, a charming boy, a boy who had no feels as he choose not too, a boy that always wanted to be a boy and to have fun but the most important fact about Peter was he was always a boy & he always would be." A young blonde British girl was sitting in her nursery starring out of the window into the starry night sky, thinking, thinking wistfully about the stories her great, great, great grandmother, Wendy, had told her great, great grandmother & she had told her great grandmother whom had told her grandmother who passed it down to mother who in turn had told her. Hearing of the adventure, romance, fighting but most of all the flying made it the perfect place in her mind. How she wished Peter would visit the window once again as he had so long ago when he had meet Wendy. As Wendy had said he loved to hear stories & she loved to tell them. The girl had been told she was very much like Wendy, she loved to tell stories, didn't want to grow up. There were a few small differences, she was much prettier than Wendy (Her teeth fitted her mouth!) & was crenately more willing to leave all she knew & owned behind to go away to Neverland. She continued thinking of every detail of the story as the blackness of sleep took her for a night a dreaming. ~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~ A/n: Just a short pro Hope u like it Nat.
~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~ "Once upon a time there was a boy named Peter, Peter Pan. He was a wonderful boy, a charming boy, a boy who had no feels as he choose not too, a boy that always wanted to be a boy and to have fun but the most important fact about Peter was he was always a boy & he always would be." A young blonde British girl was sitting in her nursery starring out of the window into the starry night sky, thinking, thinking wistfully about the stories her great, great, great grandmother, Wendy, had told her great, great grandmother & she had told her great grandmother whom had told her grandmother who passed it down to mother who in turn had told her. Hearing of the adventure, romance, fighting but most of all the flying made it the perfect place in her mind. How she wished Peter would visit the window once again as he had so long ago when he had meet Wendy. As Wendy had said he loved to hear stories & she loved to tell them. The girl had been told she was very much like Wendy, she loved to tell stories, didn't want to grow up. There were a few small differences, she was much prettier than Wendy (Her teeth fitted her mouth!) & was crenately more willing to leave all she knew & owned behind to go away to Neverland. She continued thinking of every detail of the story as the blackness of sleep took her for a night a dreaming. ~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~ A/n: Just a short pro Hope u like it Nat.