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My name is Bella, but my nickname is Tinks, There is a lovely fairytale called Peter Pan, but with all fairytales there is a little bit of truth that was retold so many times the truth was lost and the story becomes a fantasy. I am the beginning of the beautiful fairytale, well so as it was retold throughout the years. You see I am not some mystical fairy I was only a 17 year old girl. My untold truth breaks my old heart now to recall. My fairytale was far from the story told but a much deeper truth that no one must ever know, I only tell it now because I'm 94 and I know I have not much time or this truth will be buried with me. Peter was my heart never mistake that. The hurt that comes with telling you what happens is to much to bear but I must. And so begins the truth behind the fairytale of Peter Pan
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