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Faith, Trust and Pixie Dust

Belief. That was all that was needed. Total and complete belief. That the power of positive thinking would carry you through. None of this what if, or giving up before you have even tried. None of this ‘this is childish’ skepticism. Not only will it affect you, but it will affect them as well. If you don’t believe then no-one will and then it will all be for nothing. This whole interaction. All of it. For nothing.

Plus it could kill her. That tiny little thing that is flitting around him. You need her. And you can’t pretend you don’t believe because you don’t understand. You don’t need to understand. You can see them, that is all you need to know. And you believe in him. You don’t know why, but you do.

The boy that came in without a shadow and the adamant attitude that he will always be a boy. A child. And you know that you will grow up and so will they. But you aren’t yet and they are basking in the possibility. They believe. They have their happy little thoughts and they see that little flutter of sparkle and they believe. They want you to as well. It’s nothing without you. And you are too young to be cynical and question wonder and magic. You are in the kingdom of dreams where anything is possible. You have the thought in your head. And the shiny hopeful look in their eyes. And him hovering effortlessly just outside your window. And the little burst of light moving quickly shedding sparkle everywhere she goes. It’s all there. All you need is faith, trust and pixie dust.

I obviously don’t own Peter Pan, but thanks J.M Barrie.

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