I was sitting in my hotel room minding my own business পাঠ করা a book when all of a sudden the glass window doors flew open. The বিছানা room was dimly lit and the sun had completely gone down leaving no sunlight to light the room.
I fell off my বিছানা leaving my বিছানা in between me and the window. I would have gotten up to shut the window doors but that was before a figure entered the opening.
There was enough of a shadow cast over the body that আপনি couldn't make out any features. But I could tell that it was a man. He stood with a sturdy pose his legs locked in place, his arms on his hips, his head held high with no fear.
He hopped down off the আসন that was placed in front of the window and onto the old carpeted floor. His pose loosened as his feet hit the ground, quite silently considering how old the house was.
He slowly walked around the room. I stayed kneeled at the side of the bed, my eyes peering over the unmade sheets. I watched him pick things up and study them then just drop them back into place.
"And what daughter are you?" He asked. My eyes widened, he knew I was there the entire time. But I made no noise I didn't make one সরানো and yet he was talking to me as if we had been in a conversation since he burst threw my hotel windows.
"I'm sorry, daughter of who?" He spun on his heels, his ভালুক feeted heels, facing right at me. I stood straight up as straight as I could. He took a few steps towards me.
"What generation of her granddaughters are you?" He asked again, slowly as if I was a complete idiot missing the conversation.
I had a total stranger burst into my hotel room, not দ্বারা the door but দ্বারা the সেকেন্ড story window. Not only that he was completely mad. I decide the only way I was going to make it out alive with out him killing me in some psychopathic maniac way was to try to play along.
"What would my grandmother," I shook my head and changed the word. "great-grandmothers name be." He looked at me a bit confused as he placed his hands on his hips again just like when he had barged in. "Wendy"
"Okay and what is your name?" His hands that laid on his hips slid off to his sides. "Your grandmother hasn't told আপনি about me? My name's Peter Pan."
I shook my head, as a child Peter Pan was my পছন্দ story. My mother read a couple chapters a night and when she finished the book she would read it over again. In fact the reason I chose this small not so 21st century comfort hotel was because this was the house that J.M. Berrie based Wendy and her two brothers house on.
So this kid well not so much a kid as maybe a eighteen অথবা nineteen বছর old things that he's Peter Pan a childhood fairy tale character.
"So now that I have explained myself to you, what granddaughter are আপনি of Wendy's?" I shook my head. "I'm not related to Wendy." He looked as if he didn't believe me. "Then what are আপনি doing in her house." His voice was getting angry and I was becoming a bit scared.
"Peter, this house is no longer owned দ্বারা Wendys family, it hasn't been for years. It's ow a hotel." He looked at me odd. "How many years?" "Its been a few decades."
His strong featured face turned turned softly into a heartbroken disappointment. He slowly sank to the floor. His eyebrows pushed together. My body loosened up and moved very slowly to his sunken body. I sat down on my legs in front of him.
Softly I asked, "If your Peter Pan, why aren't আপনি a boy? আপনি don't look quite like a man but আপনি certainly don't look like a boy." His teary eyed face looked up at me. "You've heard my story?" I raised my eyebrow quickly then let it drop. "Your story is quite famous." He smiled to himself. "Wendy was truly an amazing story teller." I shook my head and agreed.
He took a deep breath composed him self and sat up straight. "I am not a boy because of Wendy. If আপনি know my story then আপনি know that I did not come and stay with Wendy and the হারিয়ে গেছে boys but went back to Neverland." he paused and waited for my response in which I smiled and nodded.
"I'm not quite sure how long it had been since I left Wendy and the হারিয়ে গেছে boys but Wendy was not a child when I came back to hear আরো of her stories. I'm not quite sure why I chose to stay but I did and she took care of me. Years went দ্বারা and I started to grow up; one evening I was looking out that window." He pointed to the still open windows. "and I saw the star, big and bright and Neverland came flooding back into my mind." he pause and waited a bit to continue.
"So that night I went threw my little chest I had under my বিছানা and I found pixie dust. It was quite easy to remember how to fly." I smiled. "A little faith and pixie dust." I ব্যক্ত with a little smile remembering my mother saying it to me. "I got up in the air and just went straight অগ্রবর্তী out the window and towards the star." He looked away from me and at the ground."I guess it's been quite a lot of years since I came back the last time I came it was Wendy's granddaughter who stayed in this room."
I was pulled into his story so much that if felt 100% true, I didn't know what to say what to respond that story.
"That part of আপনি story has never been told." He stood up fast and into his pose. "Do আপনি tell stories at all." I stood up confident and smiling. "I do, just I put them on many layers of paper." He gave me an are-you-serious look. "Like a book?" my lips pressed together as I nodded.
"I write teenage novels and children's বই and don't give me that look, have আপনি ever read a book অথবা even picked one up?" He shook his head a little embarrassed. "Wendy always read them to me, but yes I would pick বই up all the time, who do আপনি think got the book off the bookshelf?"
I giggled s bit at his comment. I looked up at him and his face in a matter of সেকেন্ড went from serious to creeply excited. "Come to Neverland with me." My smile faded and I grew terrified he was loosing his mind again. What do I say?
I started backing up towards the door as he ran towards the open window. I stopped as I realized he wasn't going to stop then he flew out of the window and went down. I ran for the window and as I reached it and peered down he zoomed up and back into the room and spun around in the air.
I must be sleeping, that was it, I fell asleep while reading.
I stood completely still as he lowered himself to the ground in front if me. He walked around me and stood on the window frame. He just started at me with a little smile on his lips. He held out his hand and ব্যক্ত "Lets start a new generation of Wendy's, come to Neverland." I believed him every word. I took his hand and in a fast movement I was in the sky slowly watching the house shrink behind us.
I fell off my বিছানা leaving my বিছানা in between me and the window. I would have gotten up to shut the window doors but that was before a figure entered the opening.
There was enough of a shadow cast over the body that আপনি couldn't make out any features. But I could tell that it was a man. He stood with a sturdy pose his legs locked in place, his arms on his hips, his head held high with no fear.
He hopped down off the আসন that was placed in front of the window and onto the old carpeted floor. His pose loosened as his feet hit the ground, quite silently considering how old the house was.
He slowly walked around the room. I stayed kneeled at the side of the bed, my eyes peering over the unmade sheets. I watched him pick things up and study them then just drop them back into place.
"And what daughter are you?" He asked. My eyes widened, he knew I was there the entire time. But I made no noise I didn't make one সরানো and yet he was talking to me as if we had been in a conversation since he burst threw my hotel windows.
"I'm sorry, daughter of who?" He spun on his heels, his ভালুক feeted heels, facing right at me. I stood straight up as straight as I could. He took a few steps towards me.
"What generation of her granddaughters are you?" He asked again, slowly as if I was a complete idiot missing the conversation.
I had a total stranger burst into my hotel room, not দ্বারা the door but দ্বারা the সেকেন্ড story window. Not only that he was completely mad. I decide the only way I was going to make it out alive with out him killing me in some psychopathic maniac way was to try to play along.
"What would my grandmother," I shook my head and changed the word. "great-grandmothers name be." He looked at me a bit confused as he placed his hands on his hips again just like when he had barged in. "Wendy"
"Okay and what is your name?" His hands that laid on his hips slid off to his sides. "Your grandmother hasn't told আপনি about me? My name's Peter Pan."
I shook my head, as a child Peter Pan was my পছন্দ story. My mother read a couple chapters a night and when she finished the book she would read it over again. In fact the reason I chose this small not so 21st century comfort hotel was because this was the house that J.M. Berrie based Wendy and her two brothers house on.
So this kid well not so much a kid as maybe a eighteen অথবা nineteen বছর old things that he's Peter Pan a childhood fairy tale character.
"So now that I have explained myself to you, what granddaughter are আপনি of Wendy's?" I shook my head. "I'm not related to Wendy." He looked as if he didn't believe me. "Then what are আপনি doing in her house." His voice was getting angry and I was becoming a bit scared.
"Peter, this house is no longer owned দ্বারা Wendys family, it hasn't been for years. It's ow a hotel." He looked at me odd. "How many years?" "Its been a few decades."
His strong featured face turned turned softly into a heartbroken disappointment. He slowly sank to the floor. His eyebrows pushed together. My body loosened up and moved very slowly to his sunken body. I sat down on my legs in front of him.
Softly I asked, "If your Peter Pan, why aren't আপনি a boy? আপনি don't look quite like a man but আপনি certainly don't look like a boy." His teary eyed face looked up at me. "You've heard my story?" I raised my eyebrow quickly then let it drop. "Your story is quite famous." He smiled to himself. "Wendy was truly an amazing story teller." I shook my head and agreed.
He took a deep breath composed him self and sat up straight. "I am not a boy because of Wendy. If আপনি know my story then আপনি know that I did not come and stay with Wendy and the হারিয়ে গেছে boys but went back to Neverland." he paused and waited for my response in which I smiled and nodded.
"I'm not quite sure how long it had been since I left Wendy and the হারিয়ে গেছে boys but Wendy was not a child when I came back to hear আরো of her stories. I'm not quite sure why I chose to stay but I did and she took care of me. Years went দ্বারা and I started to grow up; one evening I was looking out that window." He pointed to the still open windows. "and I saw the star, big and bright and Neverland came flooding back into my mind." he pause and waited a bit to continue.
"So that night I went threw my little chest I had under my বিছানা and I found pixie dust. It was quite easy to remember how to fly." I smiled. "A little faith and pixie dust." I ব্যক্ত with a little smile remembering my mother saying it to me. "I got up in the air and just went straight অগ্রবর্তী out the window and towards the star." He looked away from me and at the ground."I guess it's been quite a lot of years since I came back the last time I came it was Wendy's granddaughter who stayed in this room."
I was pulled into his story so much that if felt 100% true, I didn't know what to say what to respond that story.
"That part of আপনি story has never been told." He stood up fast and into his pose. "Do আপনি tell stories at all." I stood up confident and smiling. "I do, just I put them on many layers of paper." He gave me an are-you-serious look. "Like a book?" my lips pressed together as I nodded.
"I write teenage novels and children's বই and don't give me that look, have আপনি ever read a book অথবা even picked one up?" He shook his head a little embarrassed. "Wendy always read them to me, but yes I would pick বই up all the time, who do আপনি think got the book off the bookshelf?"
I giggled s bit at his comment. I looked up at him and his face in a matter of সেকেন্ড went from serious to creeply excited. "Come to Neverland with me." My smile faded and I grew terrified he was loosing his mind again. What do I say?
I started backing up towards the door as he ran towards the open window. I stopped as I realized he wasn't going to stop then he flew out of the window and went down. I ran for the window and as I reached it and peered down he zoomed up and back into the room and spun around in the air.
I must be sleeping, that was it, I fell asleep while reading.
I stood completely still as he lowered himself to the ground in front if me. He walked around me and stood on the window frame. He just started at me with a little smile on his lips. He held out his hand and ব্যক্ত "Lets start a new generation of Wendy's, come to Neverland." I believed him every word. I took his hand and in a fast movement I was in the sky slowly watching the house shrink behind us.
It's so hard to forget
So late at night,
The darkest memory
That leaves me in fright
The color of crimson,
Is scary yet releasing.
Adrenaline builds since then,
And paranoia's increasing
Evening falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness over me
Don't walk alone
Don't be lost
I'm chilled to the bone
And that's to a cost.
Blood so warm
Words so cold
Get it over with!
This is getting old.
Midnight falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness overwhelming me
It's so hazy after that,
That's all I can see,
The short, very vague
Dark memory.
So late at night,
The darkest memory
That leaves me in fright
The color of crimson,
Is scary yet releasing.
Adrenaline builds since then,
And paranoia's increasing
Evening falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness over me
Don't walk alone
Don't be lost
I'm chilled to the bone
And that's to a cost.
Blood so warm
Words so cold
Get it over with!
This is getting old.
Midnight falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness overwhelming me
It's so hazy after that,
That's all I can see,
The short, very vague
Dark memory.
The sun is up in the sky
i watch it in the big blue ksky
And i ask myslef,"why?"
i stare at the ceiling.
then i get a strange felling.
and this felling is still being.
and then i ask,"why?"
What do i see in those eyes?
what do i see in you?
even thought i still despise.
i always ask myslef,"why?"
ask me that question,"why?"
i say i dont know
they tell me dont lie
so then i speak th truth.
i know that in my heart
i will always প্রণয় you
your eyes that shine like he sun
being with আপনি is always fun
one দিন i will tell you,hun
that আপনি are the only one
sorry,not all the words rhyme.im not the best at making poems,but i wanted to share it with আপনি anyways
i watch it in the big blue ksky
And i ask myslef,"why?"
i stare at the ceiling.
then i get a strange felling.
and this felling is still being.
and then i ask,"why?"
What do i see in those eyes?
what do i see in you?
even thought i still despise.
i always ask myslef,"why?"
ask me that question,"why?"
i say i dont know
they tell me dont lie
so then i speak th truth.
i know that in my heart
i will always প্রণয় you
your eyes that shine like he sun
being with আপনি is always fun
one দিন i will tell you,hun
that আপনি are the only one
sorry,not all the words rhyme.im not the best at making poems,but i wanted to share it with আপনি anyways