Everyone has their Wonderland. Most are picture perfect. Mine was at first but then I stopped going. Then... it got interesting and freaky.

"Mommy and I are going out for a while. Aunt Heather will watch you." my father said as he gave me a hug.

"But, Daddy, Aunt Heather doesn't need to watch me. You can send her home." I answered.

"And why is that, Anna?"

"Because I know that Hatter will watch me." I grinned. "I'm gonna go see him again."

"Alright but I'm going to have Aunt Heather stay here just in case, okay?"

"O.K.!" I said and watched them leave.

That was when I was five. But when I turned seven I still talked about it. That's when they sent me to a insane asylum.

"Anna, tell of this dreamland of yours." Dr. Parnosis said from his desk.

"It's a wonderful place that I can explore! Everyone is so nice to me! Especially Queen Mary. She's often called the Bloody Queen by people but I don't get why. Jason Hatter is also nice. He takes me to Harrison's house to have tea a lot."

"Tell me more about the Queen and Hatter."

"They both love me a lot, they always tell me they do. But they fight over me sometimes because they get jealous easily and they never really did get along. Even before I came."

"Ooh. How are your parents?"

"Mommy and Daddy love me too. But when I'm asleep they fight. They don't think I can hear them but I can. Sometimes things break. I can hear the glass shattering. It's scary."

"I see. Anna, do you know why you go to this dreamland?"

"No. I just go there for fun I guess."

"Hm... I think the reason why you go there is because you want to escape life."

"What does that mean doctor?"

"It means that your parent's fighting is effecting you. That dreamland of yours isn't real."

"What where did you get that from? That has nothing to do what I said."

"It has everything to do with it."

"No, it does not!"

"Yes it does, Anna."

"Shut up!"

I spent nine years in that place. It took nine years for them to tell me it wasn't real. In all those years I haven't been there since. So I slowly started believed them. And finally I spoke the words they wanted and was sent hom.

"It was never real."

Oh how I regret those words.

Prologue!

This is the product of non stop Alice the Madness Returns, Vocaloids, and the dark part of my mind. :P

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