I Love Peter Pan
In which Wendy practices her names
“Mrs Peter Pan. Mrs Wendy Pan. Hello, my name is Wendy Pan, and this is my husband, Peter.” I repeat the lines again and again, pacing up and down my room. How wonderful it would be to say that when I meet new people. To have it written in real life print on my passport. Impossible. I wish it was possible. Peter always said that ANYTHING is possible, so long as you put your mind to it.
Its a shame really. I'm only young – its far too soon to be thinking about 'boys' let alone marriage – but, I love him. It sounds stupid, but I would love to be the girl chosen by the boy who will never grow up...
Its a shame really. I'm only young – its far too soon to be thinking about 'boys' let alone marriage – but, I love him. It sounds stupid, but I would love to be the girl chosen by the boy who will never grow up...