Peter Pan

He stole you from your home. He simply took you. Who is he? Peter Pan. Not the "sweet eternal boy" from fairy tales. He is eternal hell. Why did he bring a girl to the island of boys and not let anyone touch her? He wanted it himself. You sit to the side, looking at the fire. Everything is as usual. The boys are running, playing. Among them, only Pan stands out. He is the boss here. Only his word is law. He is coming straight for you.
Pan: Let's go for a walk? I want to show you a place. Of course, after everything you've been through, seeing him and walking with him is the last thing you wanted.
You: No. I'm not going anywhere with you.
Pan: Why? As if he doesn't understand why, he asks. You're angry.
You: "Why?! Seriously? You're keeping me here by force, not letting me go home, and now I have to pretend everything is okay! " Pen sighs. He hoped you'd already forgiven him for this.
Pen: Okay. Go ahead .
You: I feel like I'm being held captive!
Pen: You have my word. I'm not holding anyone captive. You're free here. Do whatever you want. Not wanting to listen any longer, you turned and walked away, threading your way through the trees, and Peter just sighed.
Felix: This girl is so sassy.
Pen: She just needs to get used to it.