dear peter,
i wish you would come and take me away to neverland.
or, instead of coming to my window and teaching me to fly, you could come to the front door, and we could get into your car, and you could drive us into town. that would work, too. it doesn't have to be neverland, as long as i'm with you.
who am i kidding? you've probably never noticed me.
yours truly,
♡ wendy x
YOU ARE READING
dear peter. ♡
Short Storyletters to the boy she admires from afar. --- he would come into her math class every day, and she would find herself noticing him a little more every day. {lowercase intended} highest ranking: #339 in short story //and don't forget to read the com...
