We're all mad here
Chapter one: The Hatter
One would wonder why they say: Mad as a Hatter. Was it because of e the mercury? Was it because they always spoke nonsense? Or maybe it was because of the famous muggle story Alice in Wonderland.
I don't know why they do. All I know is that i've been stuck with the nickname since I was 5. My Mother dressed me up in a long trenchcoat and a tophat. I don't know why. She always said that it made me look handsom. That I looked just like a Hatter from Alice in Wonderland. Then when I turned 9 She casted a charm on me. It was horribal, it still is. The pain that happened afterwards was unbareable. I was under the conclusion that my mum loved me. I thought that she was my last friend on this world. But as she cursed me. Searing pain overtaking my mind as she let on. I didn't cry because I must have done something wrong. I must have been in the wrong. I didn't remember ever doing something bad but I must have done something, anything to deserve this torture.
After three hours of her Laughter and magical torture she stopped. I looked up at her with my Blue/Green turqouise eyes. "Why?" I choaked out. "Why are you doing this Mother?"
She just smiled a cheshire smile. "We're all mad here"
Then it all was pain.
Thats the day I lost my name.
Thats the day that Gregory Glar Turry became The Hatter.
