100 Word Challenge # 6 Peter Pan



Once upon a time I was AWESOME!!!! First off I can fly. Yep. deal with it suckers. You can dream. Never gonna happen. Second I never get old, no wrinkles! Just young. beautiful. So you're probably wondering why me and Wendy aren’t exactly hitting off. That girl ain’t got no respect! I guess where she comes from nobody ain’t there to go on an awesome treasure hunt with her so when I got mixed up by accidentally reading the map upside down, guess what she said; “The chest is empty! what a surprize!” In sarcastic tone. Where she come from all they do is go to Starbucks!

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