Needle and Thread

Cloe's Past and slight future

Dear Diary,

When I was little my mother left me on a door step. And apparently it was a children's home founded by Wendy Darling.

She was kind and gracious, but she was old. Well older than what you expect she was to be.
She told me stories because I was one of the first kids I guess that she knew that I was special I guess she knew that I would be the one to finish the spring cleaning for Peter

Of course she had helpers but they weren't exactly nice, they never helped if anything at all they helped me decide not to grow up.

I've seen so many children be adopted while I was still there people don't always want the older kids I was the oldest at ten.

I was the go to person for hope and joy from the smaller ones.

I was the story teller and of course I was the one that was scared.

I was the one that was frightened when they sent us to school.

I was scared of the boys because of the story that Wendy had told me.

When you get your first kiss you grow up.

I was the girl that never wanted to grow up.

I never wanted to have my first kiss.

But I never ever wanted to fall in love.............especially with the boy that never grew up.

Love always,
Cloe
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ehh a look to her past and a look to her future