The lost boys.

Once upon a time...

There was a boy, 

he was ignored by everyone.

He wasn't wanted by his father.

because he was an illegitimate child.

He was forced to look out for the sheeps,

so he wouldn't be at home.

This boy was scrawny, and small.

A digrace in the village.

So in order to be remembered,

he came up with lies, and caused trouble.

Sheeps started missing,

he noticed the wolf.

He screamed for help and the wolf left.

When everyone saw nothing his father scolded him.

He was taken to his fathers house.

He wasn't fed,

for causing trouble again.

He went to the outside chicken coop,

which was abandoned and set up to a small room.

He cried himself to sleep like any other day.

Knowing that his father was treating his sibling in a better condition.

Wishing his mother was still there to care for him.

A mother's touch.

The only person who believed in him.

He stood up, from where he lay,

and picked up a small pack that held a pair of clothes,

and some food he swiped from his meals.

He went unnoticed from the small coop,

and ran away.

He decided to make a life for himself.

He called himself a lost boy,

lost because he didn't know what his fate was leading him too.

He found more boys who were also unwanted.

He took care of them, unlike his father did to him.

His name was Peter Pan.