Wendy Without Peter Pan
Do you know the story of Wendy? Of course, you do, but you only know parts of her from peter pan, peter pan always stole her spotlight. One night she woke up from bed, her home bed, she was confused because she had fallen asleep in neverland. Everything has gone wrong for her, she looked out the window to find a ship flying away, almost immediately she ran out of her house, in her white nightgown and a teddy bear in her hand. She recognized the ship, it was captain hooks, he had kidnapped her and returned her to the real world, without telling anyone about where she was. What was she meant to do? She was panicked and worried, starting to silently cry as she ran, her heart beating and her legs almost collapsing underneath her. She felt overwhelmed by the emotions she was feeling, she finally collapsed to the ground, as the ship flew out of sight, never stopping or turning around. Wendy was stranded. What was she meant to do? Would all her friends forget about her? Would Peter notice she was gone and come back? Suddenly she looked around, not noticing any of her surroundings, her pearl's white nightgown now dirty with mud from running and being on the ground.
Dirt smudged on her face and streaks of tears. She knew it was either dusk or very early dawn because the sky was almost pitch black with a few hints of golden, not from the sun. Wendy walked back to her house slowly, it took about 10 minutes, what would her parents think? She had been gone for like years now! When she reached home opened the door, slowly walked in, what was she supposed to say? She didn’t even have her brother! Wendy saw her mom and dad sitting at the dinner table, before hearing her father's booming voice, “Who are you?”He asked, giving the girl an untrusting look, “And what are you doing in my house?” Wendy looked confused, “Father mother, what are you talking about?”She said in a confused tone. Her father looked confused, “What the heck are you talking about? We have no children besides a little baby boy.”He said in a confronting authoritative tone. I have a brother? And they don’t even remember me? Wendy asked herself as she felt her eyes starting to water. “I’m sure you’re just lost dear, come with me and we’ll get you dry and in new clothes and wash your face.”Her mother said in a calming voice. Wendy started crying again, “But this is my home i’m not lost! Or maybe I am, I was kidnapped! I shouldn’t be here and it’s all hooks fault!” Wendy cried out in a shrill voice, her voice cracking halfway through the sentence. Her mother gave Wendy’s father a look, she must be crazy. She thought, walking out of the room and calling a mental hospital facility. Wendy was never the same again.
