air thick, blood pounding in my ears, tears ,screams of mercy, murder. that is who I am a murder. I was fulfilling my role. playing my part in the game. and this is my role.

I raised my gun and pointed at his stomach, I am supposed to do a clean kill but if they want something done how they want they can do it themselves, I wanted to torture that guy. I shoot once. I shot him so it wouldn't hit any too important organs. don't want him dying yet do we. I threw my head back at that joke and laughed at the wind. I pulled out a knife to finish what I started, I got closer when I pulled the knife down….

I woke screaming from the night mare, I was drenched in sweat. I can't believe that I dreamed that, how should I know…never mind. I quickly got up and ran to the bathroom to get ready for the day. I looked in the bathroom mirror and did my daily routine, I am Alice Liddell, I am 16 years old and I am in wonderland.

I lost my memory by the work of the peter, and nightmare. but I like to blame peter on it more. I only can remember my ex boyfriend(who just appends to look like the leader of the mafia), my two sisters, and father, and the fact my mother is dead. I don't remember anything but I know I need to go back for my sister she needs me, I need her. I put on my favorite blue dress with an apron on it over my head so I could be ready for the day. I put a bow in my hair and now I am all set.

I walk down stairs asking Julius if he needs any help on the way out. as usual he says no, I smile and node then proceed to walking out the door in to, great it's dark again. I don't think I should be out right now but I am not tired. hmmm oh well on with my day. I kept walking towards the amusement park to say hi to my favorite cat around here, well he is the only cat around here. I giggle at my own joke when suddenly the sky changed to daytime! I was very happy at that moment I almost jumped with excitement. then I stopped myself and said to no one in particular "wow, I am for some reason overly blissful today, oh well who knows. I don't!" I started to laugh again.

I started skipping when I pondered at why should I be happy today. thought of my day so far and remembered my nightmare, how could I have forgotten so easily? my mood changed suddenly when I acquired that memory yet again. I wondered how could I have such a dark night mare, so I stood by a trunk of a tree when I started deeply thinking about it. I felt a stabbing pain in my chest when I thought but it didn't stop me, I was scared and I wanted answers. then as if a bomb went off in my head I remembered everything.

I was falling into oblivious when I saw peter in my line of vision, how long was he there? I now know why I have night mares. why I have naturally good aim with a gun, why I can talk myself out of being killed. my name is Alice Liddell, I am 16 years old and I am a assassin.