Hi guys, everyone here we are شائقین of peter pan, of nevrland, I know tha is not easy find neverland but is not imposible, I dream everyday with the día that I can play with childrens like me(because all my دوستوں want to grow up and they don't play so I'm bored). So I think that we have to do group o a club of wattsap o instagram... and talk about how we can find neverland.
I've been study some things about nevverland ut it don't help me so much so we have to link our knowledge
someone with me?
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I've been study some things about nevverland ut it don't help me so much so we have to link our knowledge
someone with me?
I won't grow up
I won't grow up
I won't grow up
I won't grow up
I won't grow up
I won't grow up
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I believe in him.Peter Pan is a famous character who may be real (only if آپ believe).Peyer Pan has been my childhood movie and it still is.If آپ really believe in Peter all آپ have to do is say I do believe in fairies I do I do 10 times,sing slow songs about him and tell stories about him and/or his adventures.I've done it before.So I truly believe in him and Tinkerbell too.
But if آپ don't believe in him یا Tinkerbell..well whenever someone doesn't believe in a fairy then they die (and that's what could happen to Tinkerbell if آپ don't believe) and Peter Pan might disappear یا might not go to your house again.So believe in them and they might take آپ on an adventure.
But if آپ don't believe in him یا Tinkerbell..well whenever someone doesn't believe in a fairy then they die (and that's what could happen to Tinkerbell if آپ don't believe) and Peter Pan might disappear یا might not go to your house again.So believe in them and they might take آپ on an adventure.
In the shadow of Big Ben A statue was raised in his memory.
The plaque reads: In memory of The Lost Boy - Peter Ravensdale.
Last night i couldn't sleep, something was keeping me up but for the life of me i didn't know what it was. I glanced around my room and my eyes came to rest on the window, there was something outside the glass and as i looked, it began tapping on my window. I got out of بستر and crept towards it. My mum always told me when i was little that Peter Pan would be there for me when i needed him, and i thought to myself;
"This can't be happening..."
Little did i know that i was in for the trip of my lifetime. As i approached the window the tapping stopped, i reached out my hand and opened the window, slowly at first, then wider and wider. Before i knew what was happening a pigeon flew into my room and started causing havoc all over. After over ten منٹ i eventually shooed it out of my room using an old tennis racket from my brothers room. I knew i shouldn't listen to my mum, fairy tales don't exist...
"This can't be happening..."
Little did i know that i was in for the trip of my lifetime. As i approached the window the tapping stopped, i reached out my hand and opened the window, slowly at first, then wider and wider. Before i knew what was happening a pigeon flew into my room and started causing havoc all over. After over ten منٹ i eventually shooed it out of my room using an old tennis racket from my brothers room. I knew i shouldn't listen to my mum, fairy tales don't exist...