(Peter and Lucy's  Adventure)   Peter was four now he was a big boy.He had had his birthday and he had a nice bright shiny tricycle. He was so big he could ride it so fast. "Don't ride it out of the yard" is mum said "stay inside the gate. It's dangerous out there" When he was six months like his sister Ruby  he couldnt walk. She wasn't grow up like him, Nor was his brother he was two he couldn't reach the gate latch, but now he was four and he was grown up he could reach the latch on the gate. But mum said "Stay inside the gate with your tricycle ride it in the yard Don't go out of the gate it is dangerous ". So Peter stayed inside It didnt stop him playing with the latch though and peeping out. Mum didnt say I couldn't do that. but he listened to his mums words. "Do not go out the gate stay in the yard it is dangerous " This is not fair though he muttered Ime a big boy Big boys don't stay in the yard they go out to play Why cant I. But his mother's voice came clear in his mind. "Stay in the yard. Do not go out of the gate. It is dangerous "she said. So he stayed in the yard still peeping but not going through the gate. Somedays it would rain then he played with his toys and his books, but would sit at the window quite often and peer through the raindrops at the forbidden gate.It looked so nice and tempting that he could almost see in his mind what was at the otherside of the gate. What he saw in his mind was exciting, It couldn't be as dangerous as mum said it was. Still he didn't go through the gate. He listened and obeyed his mum, but it began to get very tempting. His sister couldn't go through the gate she couldnt walk. His brother was to little and he couldnt go through it he couldnt reach the latch, but he was a big boy he was grown up, he was four. His mind was always on the gate and he gave himself plenty of reasons why he should go through it. Why his mother was wrong. He was four a big boy now. He could reach the latch. he could ride his bike fast. He had peeped out and it wasnt dangerous. His little sister couldnt she couldnt walk she was to little.   His brother was only two he held mums hand everywhere he went, but he was big and grown up He muttered and chunnered, all these thoughts kept going through his mind  but still he didnt go through the gate. His mum said no and no it was .  Peter rode round and round the yard day after daylooking at the gate, sometimes lifting the latch and peeping. In the yard was boring it looked exciting outside the gate. Why couldn't he go and play out. Everytime he lifted the latch he would open the gate a little bit further until it was wide open . He could see nothing out there that was dangerous that would harm him. He thought to himself if I go out a little bit I can see whats out there and then come back in. So out he went riding on his trycycle a little bit further and a little bit further. Then back in he came. see I knew I would be alright he thought and in he went for his lunch. He couldnt eat his lunch fast enough he couldn't wait to try it again. This time he went a lot futher and Bang  the gate slammed shut and he was on the outside. He couldnt open it from the outside. He was outside the gate he couldnt get in. The latch was to high the gate was shut. Fear came upon him not that he was outside but what would his mum say. She would be so angry. If only he had listened. He began to cry. It was so noisy out here and he was only small. He wished he was bigger if he had been bigger he would have been able to open the gate. He would be able to reach the latch.Wow! what happened next he didnt know, but as he turned the latch was in reach. He was taller he wasnt little any more. He clicked down the latch and opened the gate, but it wasnt his garden he was in. He was in a book with wonderful words inside . Words that were alive. He wasnt frightened anymore. It was like a peace came over him. Welcome a voice said come. He hesitated but the voice said again welcome  come. As he stepped out he found he was on a balcony. He looked around nothing was holding the balcony up  His eyes opened wide as wide as dinner plates. There before him the words became pictures. All muddled up all mixed up all over. The beginning and the end together and all rolling before his eyes . It is a dream he thought and closed his eyes.He pinched himself to see if he was dreaming. There were rainbows and boats and people, there were songs and tears and joy. There was sadness and laughter all mixed up together. No he wasnt dreaming. The book closed turned flat on its side and before his eyes it opened at the first page. The voice again said welcome come. He stepped and he was there within the words within the pictures right inside right  at the beginning. So much had happened so much was taking place that he laid his head on the first page and fell asleep He awoke back on the balcony but the book was still open. The voice said again welcome come see. The pages began to open up before his eyes and he was right within them. Come come see as his eyes see you see come come with me on Peter's adventure.   Written by Pat   Please Do Not Remove Credits THANK YOU assembled by DebbieLadybug ♥♥BackgroundSetsByDebbieLadybug♥♥ HTML by Pokiewoman ©Cre8ive~Dezines~N~More