April 14, 12:19 a.m.
I'm in Neverland! or so it feels like it. Dearest journal, I know if you where alive you doubtlessly would be confused.
However continuing with what happened early: that is how it finished: My parents walked through the door. They walked into the parlor, and saw me out on the boat deck in my night dress. They starred at me.
"Winnie, did you light this fire?" My father looked at me, and gently placed Eddy on the carpet.
"I felt a chill. Is it not acceptable?" My father had a baffled look on his face.
"When one is cold one must warm themselves." He looked at me then turned toward his room. "I'm off to take a nap." My mother looked at me.
"Winnie why are you out on the boat deck? And in your night dress too?" She came walking over towards me. Closer. I turned around. God forsaken my eyes! I saw a flap close, and no Jeremy! I stared at the floor.
"Winnie? Is there something wrong? I do not think a floor can be that interesting."
"No mother, nothing is wrong. Nothing at all."
"Well, in that case your father and I think you should get out of this room. Why don't you go swimming. No ones in the pool. It would be fun. You know water washes away ones worries."
"Very well then mother. I'll go swimming." I gave her a kiss on the cheek, and ran to my room. I threw on my day cloths and packed my swim dress in a suitcase then headed to the pool.
Dearest diary I'm so tickled! It's hard to explain what happened in one day at 12:39 a.m., (20 min past.) but not when something so unexpected happened.
You see dearest journal, when I got to the pool and was changing into my swim dress in one of the booths I heard something…
"Winnie? Miss Winnie? Are you in here?" It was Jeremy. I heard him start hitting the curtains. I started to giggle, then covered my mouth.
"If you wish to speak to me, you must have an appointment."
"I can make one." He hit the curtain of the booth I was in.
"Beg pardon, I'm trying to change into my swim dress." I quickly put the swim dress top over my head.
"All the better."
"Excuse me! Your a dirty little cockroach." I quickly put on the pants, then the dress.
"Pardon me miss, but us fine sophisticated gentleman are not cockroaches, we respect our women."
I pulled the curtain back and came strutting out. "Voila!"
"Wow…" Jeremy muttered from under his breath. I smiled back at him. I pulled the bow out of my hair, and let if fall to my chest. I believed Jeremy blushed when he said this, "Um.. Winnie?"
"Yes?"
"Can I show you something?"
"All right." His eyes fell deep into my brown eyes.
"Good, come with me." He grabbed my arm, and led me into the last changing booth. He opened a latch in the wall.
"That's impossible! Walls can't open!"
He turned, and grinned at me. "They do on the Ship of Dreams."