"lunna, why did you leave your sissors on the floor?" "that wasnt me, papa." lunna said. "then who was it?!?" lunnas father asked. "it was Alice." lunna said. "who?" lunnas father asked worried. "Alice, shes standing right there." lunna said. "theres no one there sweaty... wait... oh lunna, sweaty... your to old for imaginary friends.. your 10 now.. sweaty, hate to brake it to you but... Alice doesn't exist..." lunnas father said. "SHE DOES EXIST AND SHE ISNT IMAGINARY!" lunna said.
the nest day lunna woke up and couldn't find one of her father's. "daddy... wheres papa?" lunna asked.. "what do you mean.. he should be in the kitchen.." lunnas father pauses... his husband... is dead on the floor with a kitchen knife in his chest... "LUNNA GET THE PHONE" her father said wnd she did. "hello, my husband's dead on our kitchen floor with a knife in his chest... a huh... no... ok..." her father cuntinued and told them where to go. the call ended. lunna had tears going down her face.. "papa.." she wispered in a broken voice.. her father hugged ger and pulled her face into his chest. lunna started crying.
three years later
"hay.. get up! your going to be late!" lunnas father yelled. "you know ever since papa commeted-" "WE DO NOT SPEAK OF THAT LUNNA NOW BRUSH YOUR HAIR AND TEETH, GET DRESSED AND GET CEREAL!" Lunnas father said angerly..
Alice finnishs everything and walks to the bus stop.
she puts her head phones on and listens to nate wants ro battle... his voice makes her happy... she sits on the edge of the side walk. she hums to her tunes...then she feels something touch her.. she looks up. "a.. Alice..." lunna says...