wendy: *walks around* where did everyone go? i step away to clear my head and come back to find i'm the only one! i think i'll head back to American Idol and wait for my friends to wake. *stops by a giftshop and buys an autograph book and pen to use as a diary*
dear diary,
this trip has turned into an utter disaster! i jsut want to go home! there's a maniac living amungst us, and it makes me uneasy. i've made some great friends, but even when i'm with them i feel utterly alone. i keep telling everyone stories of Neverland and flying... and Peter, and this just makes me feel worse! more than going home, i want to go back to Neverland. i know peter and i could defeat hook once and for all! then neverland will be a safe place, a place for childern to live and never grow old, stay imortaly young and live amungst fairies, and mermaids, and other magical beings, and the ne and only peter pan. oh peter, i had a dream about you last night. it was horrible! a dark figure with a sword. you where trying to fend him off with your knife. i tried to help, but i couldn't move.i looked away to find possibly another sword, and i turned back to see you on the floor. i screamed, but still couldn't move. i tried to make out the face of the murderer, but all i could see was a dark figure. he ran off leaving me screaming for you, but then it went black and i woke up. since then i haven't been able to think clearly. some would be happy to be locked in disney world, but that dream has haunted me all day. oh why can't you be here instead of neverland! not a day goes by that i don't think about you, about your saftey. oh this is silly! i'm just writing everything i want to you in person down on paper, well almost everything.
Love,
Wendy Darling
*closes autograph book and shoves it under her pillow.*
OOC: sry that was long! i'm just trying to build the character up.