"Peter Pan" or The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up

Lately i have been relating everything that is going on in my life to Peter Pan belief in not wanting to grow up.

he did not want to grow up because he knew how reality is cruel and boring. therefore Neverland existed, it was a place where adventures were created and time was absent.

the story of Peter Pan was created by J. M. Barrie

Never wanting to grow up is what i need right now. because as time pass i see myself growing and becoming engaged in this world of adults, miserable adults.

all i see is pointless chatter.

I agree with wendy regarding to the fact she refused to go to Neverland with Peter, it is true, we cannot escape from our fate, we were meant to go through this harsh reality and going to Neverland won't make it any better.

but have you ever felt sick and tired? because am starting to feel this way all the time.

share you comments down below ^v^

End of The World (Short Story I)

It was the end of the world. No one is alive; I don’t hear a heartbeat or a sound of existence. The world is corrupted. If someone or something where to be here or in any spot in this earth it would have died, the poisoned gas would have sucked the life out of it, because humans are in no existent and it is me here. Protected but lonely. I hear knocking but there is no door, I look back to see an actual door and it is wanting me to open it. A normal door, brown and shabby, the door knob is a piece of circled metal, it has been used for many times, you cant see it glow anymore. I take a step further, am not afraid, am terrified and am shaking this feeling because am responsible, humans are all dead and as a human I shouldn’t hesitate in opening the door, it is a human nature after all, to discover the unknown.

The doorknob is warm, as if someone was there and he or she were trying to open the door and failed. As I open it I don’t see light or any substance. It’s a dark space, my body is starting to gradually being light and I cannot feel my legs anymore, it takes time to realize that am falling and I don’t give a damn. Maybe am falling into something or somewhere that I should be there. Maybe everyone went to the other side and they want me to come with them. They didn’t forget me, thank god.