Wendy dear are you alright, questioned Mrs. Darling, you look a little pale. I'm fine mother, replied Wendy; I'm just tired. Well then, you'll just have to go to bed a little earlier tonight now won't you, said Mrs. Darling cheerfully. Yes mother, replied Wendy again. Mother, said Wendy suddenly, I think I'm going to go take a walk in the park. Alright dear but don't stay to long you know how your father gets when you're late for breakfast. I won't be long, promised Wendy.
Wendy pulled a warm coat on and left the house, into the fresh- well she couldn't call it fresh air (it was December and about 28 degrees). As Wendy entered the park she saw something lying in a heap near one of the park benches. Oh my goodness, Wendy exclaimed and ran over to the heap (yeah it's peter!!! Yay!! Ok I'm done now back to the story) it was a boy!! A teenage boy about Wendy's age (15) she gently shook him. When he didn't wake up she picked him up (after a lot of difficulty of course.) and brought him to her house. Mother! , Wendy called, I need help, at the park I found a boy in the bushes, and he's unconscious. Mrs. Darling came running in and immediately brought him up to the spare bedroom and cleaned his cuts as best as she could. After he was all cleaned up Mrs. Darling asked Wendy if she knew who the boy was. Wendy looked at him, he did look awfully familiar like someone she knew once but had forgotten. No mother I don't know who he is, answered Wendy.
Her mother went back upstairs to check on the boy. After she came back down Wendy asked if he had woken up yet. Her mother told her no that he hadn't woken up and that she was going to call a doctor. May I go and see the boy mother? Wendy asked. It can't do any harm, go ahead replied Mrs. Darling. Wendy quietly walked up the stairs and into the boy's room. He looked so familiar but she couldn't figure out where she might have seen him. Suddenly his eyes fluttered and then opened. What happened to me, he asked. You were in the park, answered Wendy; you were unconscious so I brought you here. Well where is here, asked the boy.
My house, I'm Wendy, she answered, by the way what's your name?
Upon hearing "I'm Wendy" he jumped up and exclaimed: Wendy it's me!! It's Peter!! Then he saw the confused look on her face. His heart sunk, don't you remember me? He asked.
HEEHEE cliffy man I just love cliffhangers at least when it's not me reading them, well sorry it took so long to update I've been in Australia for 6 months. Hope you guys liked the new chappie. Well I'll try to update soon.
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Ally