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What if Peter Pan left Neverland and began to age normally?  … He did, and now he's just a 'normal' boy in high school.  Tinker Bell and the lost boys didn't come with him, so without pixie dust he can no longer fly, and he's left all alone, until… Just another lazy night in, proving to be more difficult than planned.  You've got a stack of Disney movies and a stack of horror movies… But which do you want to watch?  You've watched all the Disney's about a million times, but they never get old, so who cares?  But… horror movies are so much fun.  Granted, you usually end up curled in a thick blanket behind the couch

What if Peter Pan left Neverland and began to age normally?  … He did, and now he's just a 'normal' boy in high school.  Tinker Bell and the lost boys didn't come with him, so without pixie dust he can no longer fly, and he's left all alone, until… Just another lazy night in, proving to be more difficult than planned.  You've got a stack of Disney movies and a stack of horror movies… But which do you want to watch?  You've watched all the Disney's about a million times, but they never get old, so who cares?  But… horror movies are so much fun.  Granted, you usually end up curled in a thick blanket behind the couch

Jack's POV *“That's Zack. Can you help him?” I ask. Sandy floated closer to Zack so his could get a better look. Suddenly, Sandy's face turned from a smile to a look of horror! “What's wrong, Sandy?!” I shoot him a look of worry. Sandy keeps the horrified look on his face. He just stares at Zack. “Sandy?!”* “Sandy?! What's wrong?!” I shout. What could he be so afraid of? What's wrong with him? Sandy continued to ignore my questions and stared a spiky-haired boy. Sandy turned to the window and looked up, still wearing the shocked look. He stared out the window for what seemed like forever.

Snow. You bounded out of bed and pressed your face to the cold glass pane of the window peering outside. A huge grin attacked your petite pale face as you saw the blankets of white ice and snowmen that seemed to have appeared just overnight.  Winter was by far your favorite season of the year and the feeling of snow between your fingers was just indescribable.  You found yourself tracing your finger around the patterns of icicles that had formed on the window. "Hey (Name)!" The voice shook you out of your daydream and you  jumped back as your best friend Jamie Bennett appeared in front of your window with a snowball and wooden sled.  Even