Devil I Know [a peter pan fanfiction]
There's a beauty in having a memory that you can call your own. An individual life full of happiness and sorrows that have shaped that very persons mind and soul into the person they've become.I could only wish that I had that.And that I have been dead for over 12 years.However, I wouldn't have known that if that strange British man hadn't shown upand told me the world I had been living in was a lie, which mean it couldn't be minebut someone else's.…