Your POV
You sit alone in your room staring outside at the night sky. The stars are the only things that under stand you after all of the foster homes you've been through and all of the missed opportunities for a normal life you've missed. You don't believe in yourself, in anyone, and especially not happy endings in fairytales.
"Come on (y/n), stop being so lost," one of the other foster home kids say to you. You never pay attention to the kids you spend time with.
"Sorry, I'm just waiting till I'm pushed to my next home," you say not looking at the person.
"Ah, come on don't say that what if someday you'll find a home," the person climbs into the bed next to yours and falls asleep fast. This is your chance to grab your bag and run. So you go under you bed to grab your light backpack filled with your things and you jump out of your two story window. Before you hit the ground some thing grabs your arms and flies into the air.
"Let me go," you struggling to get out of the arms of the dark thing. You stop moving because the ground is now far away from your feet. "Where are you taking me?" You ask.
"I'm taking you a place where you belong. Neverland."
YOU ARE READING
The Lost Girl (ouat Peter Pan x Reader)
FanfictionAfter spending most of your life in foster and your brother leaving you, you start to lose all hope. Until one night a shadow appears at your window and takes you to Neverland where you meet Peter Pan. While at Neverland you discover your own secret...
