If you were falling down and never stopped would you freak out?

Well, I find it rather calming. Hello, everyone.

I'm Alice Seeker, and right now I'm falling.

The reason I fell is, because of my cat Chex Mix.

The coloring is that of the Chex Mix snacks in stripes along her belly, and white dots in a line over her spine.

She's the fattest cat EVER.

Chex Mix acts just like a human sometimes.

She is very sensitive about her weight, and hates to be caught playing with her toy.

Sometimes when I do see her see playing with the toy (a purple octopus plushy) we have a stare down.

Usually, after about 6 minutes of staring she acts like someone is calling her, and hurrys away.

Anyway, back to the story.

So, I wanted to see how fat Chex Mix was.

I got out a scale. She weights 24lbs!

Chex Mix started whining and wanted me to let go of her.

She scratched my elbow with her back paw, and ran away.

Oh, the fat devil. I had a bruise on my elbow from hitting a bookcase at a library.

I wanted to scream, but then I would wake up my mother.

I ran to catch Chex Mix. As I turn the corner I see her squeeze out the cracked kitchen window.

Dang it, the last time she escaped I chased her until she started panting, and we both almost passed out.

Even if she is overweight that cat can fly away.

Ugg, I swiftly put on my jacket and shoes, and zipped outside the backdoor.

I never really liked the woods that surrounded my house.

I always felt that something was watching me.

It doesn't matter. I don't have time for my fears at the moment.

Dodging branches and bushes, I found a dirt path.

At the beginning of the path there was a large wooden sign. On the sign an arrow was pointing down.

Chex Mix was standing there meowing.

Relieved, I tried to move toward her. She backed away.

Then she turned around, and trotted down the path.

I was just about to tell her to come back, when I felt a pang from my hurt elbow.

Looking down I was amazed that the scratches were gone, and all that was there was the bruise.

*crunch* *snap*

Scared half to death, I swung my head back wildly to find that nothing was there.

Creeped out, I thought following my cat would be better than staying here.

Jogging down the path, I saw another sign.

*BEWARE THE JOKER PLAYS TRICKS*

"Duh! Aren't jokers suppose to play tricks?" I said. "That's what they're known for."

*meow*

Right, I don't want to lose Chex Mix, again, thinking that I walk on.

I can see Chex Mix's tail twitching as I speed walk to her.

She was rubbing against a different sign.

*SOME OF THE PRANKS THE JOKER DOES ARE FUNNY TO OTHERS, BUT SOME ONLY HE ENJOYS*

"Ya, I can see the Joker being kind of cruel like that."

"Chex Mix, here kitty-kitty." Looking around I don't see her, so she must be farther down the trail.

Turning to the left, of course, I watch her almost skipping away.

Ya, this whole ordeal has freaky written all over it.

Well, it might be weird, but now I'm a little curious about the next sign.

As I keep going, wind is blowing my long brown hair everywhere.

Might as well tie it up, I thought.

I shiver while taking the hair tie from my wrist. The air has gotten cooler I note.

Flipping my hair down to tie it up, I realize how far I've walked.

"Wow, hope Mom won't get mad."

When I turned my head up, I almost fell over.

Right in front of me are a thousand wooden signs pointing in the same direction.

I look at the ground where the signs are pointing, and see a 2ft. wide hole.

There was only blackness inside of it.

Behind the hole, a sign made only of glass stood.

Engraved on the sign was:

*THE TRUTH LIES AT A DISTANCE, AND ONLY YOU WILL FIND IT. WELCOME, MS. ALICE.*

That's it, I've had enough. If the sign knows my name, then that's a great reason to leave.

Chex Mix can't go anywhere, because this is the end of the path. I picked her up, and was ready to go.

*jingle*

Jingle? Nothing in the woods goes jingle….Oh, no.

Terrified I turn very slowly.

*flash*

"Hey, wait a minute." I cover my eyes with my hand.

"See you later, Alice" The stranger said.

"NO, GET AWA…"

It was too late. I felt a push, and in I went, swallowed by the darkness.

The last thing I saw was shiny bells, and a white mask.

So, now you're caught up with what happened.

I'm pretty calm now, but at first I almost hyperventilated.

Random objects keep floating past me, and when I grab them they don't last long.

I tried to put a pillow underneath me just in case I landed on something hard, but it exploded.

I've come to the conclusion that I'm dreaming.

My hurt elbow has healed way too quickly, and how in the world would that sign know my name?

Oh, and if I ever meet that mask guy again, I'm going to probably kick him in the privates.

He deserves it, after following me and shoving me in a hole.

Anyway, this would be a perfect time to tell about some of myself (not like I'm going anywhere).

First, I'm 15 years-old.

My Dad left Mom and Me alone.

Mom and Dad would have many arguments a day, and finally he just went away.

I heard Mom just muttering that maybe it was a mistake to marry him.

I don't know where he is, but I really looked up to him.

He was a musician, and he played the most beautiful songs I've ever heard.

He taught me how to play the piano, and now I'm a master at it.

But, he could play any instrument.

Mom's job was to make masquerade masks.

I know, an odd job right? She did make a living off it, thou.

She told me all the steps on how to make one.

The finished projects were so pretty that I wouldn't stop putting them all on for hours on end.

With all the feathers, ribbon, and glitter how could you not want to wear one?

Second, Chex Mix is my father's cat.

He left her here when he went away.

That's why I love her so much.

Hold on, I can finally see a light!

*squeeze*

"Hey! Alice, don't choke me to death." I hear.

Who said that?, I wonder.

"Chex Mix?"

"What?"

*thump*

I just met the ground in a very unlady like way, and all I say is "Oh My Gosh, my cat can talk".