Bio
Peter Darling had always been a rather naive and gullible boy, he had a hard time in school before both his parents decided to pull him out. Due to the Ganser Syndrome, he happened to do the oddest of things, he never questioned people’s actions and truly believed that everyone was a good person and there was no evil, minus Captain Hook, he was a horrid man. Children at school often had him crawl around like a dog, he would even eat dirt if someone told him that it was a chocolate bar. Thus Peter spent most of his days indoors with his mother whom read him stories of mad hatters, lost boys, and a boy that could fly. He was doing quite well until he conjured an imaginary friend named George. At first it was innocent and cute even though it was strange for a seven year old to have an imaginary friend, his parent’s thought it was due to him staying home so much. But then it wasn’t innocent fun anymore and Peter began to suffer from night terrors and would hide in cabinets until his mother would help him out. After being taken to many therapists they finally decided it was best to send him to Second Hope.
Hey, I just wanted to apologize for not being on so much lately, I have a final tomorrow, I should be back soon.
That’s… an interesting idea. Where did you hear that?
When I died once in a dream, that’s where I went.
Wth, why do you think that I would meet Santa Claus?
That what happens to everyone that dies. They get to meet Santa Clause and turn into christmas elves. I can’t wait to die.
Yes, I’m okay. Just bored.
Oh that’s terrible, awful. You’ll never be cured…May you rest in pieces, say hi to Santa Claus for me.
Are you okay, Rudolph?
Never I’m tough.
Wow…like Iron Man
It’s not candy though and i’m not a stranger.
You are a stranger, you look stranger that I do, so you must be. And if it’s not candy then I guess it’s okay. Can I have a little shy ducky?
Pretty damn hot.
Doesn’t it hurt you when you touch him?
I smuggled some in and hid it in the bathroom (don’t ask how), can have some if you want.
Yeah it’s fun, you can see ducks.
Mom said to never take candy from strangers, and you are a stranger danger.
…But I do like ducks
Day 2: Post a picture of someone who means something to you and why.
Mom and Dad…And George… I didn’t have a picture of them so here’s how they look like. She’s the prettiest lady in the world. She reads me stories, makes me cookies, fixes me with band-aids, and she doesn’t like me playing hide and seek!
Dad brings me stuff, I like gifts a lot.
And George is always my favorite
