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Lovingly my dragon pressed its body against me, sucking in the fearlessness of my brave little soul. “Yes, I am brave.” I whispered. I am just like Peter Pan, and Robin Hood and all the brave heroes.I looked at the book in my hand and thought that there must be characters in there waiting for readers. I wondered if a single one expected a brave reader who resembled Peter Pan. “I am a character in my own self and my life is my very own book.”I thought as I disappeared into the book.