Down a Hole:

I was running, from what I don't know. Maybe my parents constant fighting. Maybe from the drama in the Degrassi halls. Maybe from my lying, cheating ex-boyfriend K.C. and his new girl Jenna. But as I said, I don't know what I'm running from so I'll keep running till I know why.

I saw a bright pink flower in the distance. Well I'm bored why not go make a little bouquet or whatever. I put my blue backpack down next to a tree and left my book. I was reading Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, a silly unrealistic book if you ask me. Who would chase a rabbit all the way down a hole? I'm not that desperate for adventure. I came to the flower and looked at it.

It was the brightest pink ever, maybe more bright than Alli's last pair of stilettos, which were neon pink. The stem was a perfect straight line and had no brown spots or munchies out of it from bugs. There were two perfect leaves that were in symmetrical positions on each side. The center of the flower was a lighter shade of pink, almost a blush. Overall it was beautiful.

I reached out to grab it, but I was careful to make sure not to break it. I put my hand on the muddy grass underneath in and reached for the perfect stem. But then the unthinkable happened.

"Watch where you put your hands you dim-witted girl!," yelled he flower in my direction.

I screamed and fell back, but there was no ground to catch me. I was falling head first down a whole. Everything around me was quite odd though. Clocks were pressed into the soil walls and there were little tables and chairs too. I was still screaming when I smacked myself into a rocking chair and the fell backwards out of that. I was terrified. The walls began whispering my name in a childish voice of a mad man. Clare…Clare… Clare it taunted me.

"What do you want!" I yelped at it as I fell deeper and deeper into a dark abyss. Down to Wonderland you go you picked the flower because you were chose. A hatter, a cat, and a queen. You'll visit them because the real worlds mean. The voice told me in a poetic yet psychotic matter.

"You don't know anything about me!" I screeched to the walls. My pale blue sundress was flying in the wind and my curls were flying around my ivory skin. The light brown tresses were now tangled behind me. My black flats with a small wedge were still on my feet ,confusingly. I was sure I would've lost them long ago.

But we know everything Clare Diane Edwards. K.C. cheated on you with a boyfriend stealer who posed as your friend. Your parents are fighting and you are fearful. Your best friend chose that exact girl who stole K.C. from you over you yourself. Your school used to mock you as the nerd so you cut of your hair and got a new wardrobe. You are a new soul to this messed up world. The childish voices muttered my current story. I was frightened, so frightened. I started screaming again.

The walls began to be made of stone instead of soil, I wondered if I would hit magma soon. Maybe I'd burn to death and this nightmare would be over. I hope so. I tried to claw at the rocks, paper maps, and shelves but I would just slip off out of my grip. I was falling straight down, with my face going towards something, but what?

With that I thumped into the ground. It was oddly round and painted with black and white squares. I looked around until I noticed my hair was standing straight up, the curls where hanging freely. I began to feel blood rush to my head so I looked up. There was a small glass table on the ceiling. What in the name of? Then I fell again. This time it was brief though. I hit the ground fast. I stood up and saw many different sized doors. A way out?

I walked up to the largest door and yanked the handle. Nothing. Then I tried the next door. Nothing, again. I did this with exactly six other doors until I came to a conclusion that I wasn't getting out.

It was then that I saw a large red velvet curtain. I walked up and pulled it across the metal rod on which it was hanging to reveal a small one foot tall door. It was only about six inches wide. I tried to open in but with no luck. I turned around and sighed, until I saw a key laying on the glass table. I grabbed it quickly and tried it on every large door with no luck and then on the small one. It opened revealing a bright field with a gray sky. I tried to squeeze my head through the door but I wouldn't fit. A little glass bottle rolled by revealing a small note. Drink Me. Gross. I have no idea what that liquid even is! I'm definitely no going to drink it. I grabbed it and pulled the cap off. It smelt a little strong, like a clear soda pop. I took a small sip of it. It tasted fine, but really old and stale. Almost as if it had been here over one hundred years. My head ached really bad for a few seconds and then everything grew…or I had more accurately shrunk. This was just like the book of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland but I was smart and left the door open. I walked through the tiny door to reveal a beautiful land of singing flowers and bright colors. A large white castle covered in white chess pieces was left in the distance. Many odd animals were chasing each other and sipping tea, a few humans were there too.

I began blindly walking down the stone stairs to the long grass. While marveling at the beauty and strange people in large hats or strangely matched suits, something bumped into me. I looked up to see a boy with large green eyes and shaggy black hair. He wore a black jacket with a gray shirt underneath and red pants. He had orange shoes and a large green bow tie. He ,unlike the others, was not wearing a top hat. It looked like he was wearing black eyeliner though.

"Pardon me, I wasn't watching where I was going," he said quickly, "The name is ,Eli," the strange boy told me with a smile.

"I'm Clare. Clare Edwards," I told him with a nervous smile. I'm not going to lie, he was cute. Really cute.

"Edwards? Daughter of Randal Edwards who was the son of Millie Kingsleigh who was the daughter of Alice Kingsleigh?" Eli asked quickly with wide eyes.

"Um…yes…how on earth did you know that? Why does everyone know my name?" Now I was scared. There were all these people who knew everything about me.

"We have been waiting for you for over a hundred years ,Clare," Eli whispered.

One hundred years…