“My New Year’s Resolution forever is tell John and Michael and
anyone else all the stories I know about Neverland!” Wendy Moira Angela Darling
told herself as the clock stroke midnight on New Year’s Eve. London was roaring
in cheers waking her younger brothers from their sleep. “What’s going on,
Wendy?” moaned Michael. “Nothing go back to sleep, you to John.” Wendy told
them as Nana their canine nursemaid tucked them back into bed. The next evening
Mr. and Mrs. Darling were heading out to a party leaving the children to be put
to bed by Nana. Once their parents left Wendy sat the boys down and began
telling one of her many tales of Peter Pan, Neverland, and the lost boys. “Then,”
Wendy shouted, “Peter almost got droned by those mermaids in mermaid lagoon! But,
Peter never let those stupid little mermaids stop him, spat in their faces and
flew off.” John sprang up and screamed, “What about bloody old Captain Hook!” Michael
began crying “I miss Peter, Wendy.” “Me to Michael, but…” she got cut off by
the window swinging open and none other than Peter Pan flew into their room. “Oh,
Peter! Didn’t forget your shadow again did you?” Wendy laughed. “I heard you
made a, a New Year’s resolution, whatever those are, about those stories I love
about me! I’m here to listen!” Peter smiled. Wendy told Peter and the boys
another story when he leaped up and crowed, “Come back to Neverland Wendy! The lost
boys really miss you, and I guess I do to.” Peter confessed. “Peter, I couldn’t,
I must stay here with my family, I’m sorry” Wendy said with a heavy heart. “What’s
it matter, your just a dumb girl who talks to much anyway!” he said his final
goodbyes and flew to Neverland, the second star to the right and straight on till
morning. The Darlings never saw Pan again, but little did they know he sat
outside their window each night listening to the stories about him till she was
old and had her own children. Wendy never broke her New Year’s resolution.
