"Well," Alice began, "it all started in Wonderland."
"Wonderland?" the therapist asked, "Such a place doesn't exist!"
"Oh no, my dear! Just follow the White Rabbit down a hole and you'll be there as fast as a Lobster Quadrille dance!" She spoke as if she was in a daze, her hands clasped on her stomach as she laid on the red chair.
"Lobster- oh never mind, continue your tale." The therapist sighed, he should have known not to expect much from such a deranged, mentally ill patient as Alice. Poor child, she'd fallen off a tree and injured her head. Now after a few weeks in a coma, she spluttered about pudding, tea, and rabbits! It was truly a puzzling case. And now she was here, in a small room with open window, in a therapists office for the mentally ill. She was here because her parents were worried about her, and wanted to see if it was possible for her to be cured. He could only hope she wasn't so deranged as to attack him, like so many of his other patients. "Carry on, what did you see during your coma?"
"Coma? What do you mean? Oh my, do you mean my trip to Wonderland? Why, it was spectacular!" Alice gushed, eager to tell her story to the nice old man. "Well, actually, it wasn't so nice at first….you see, when I had fallen into the White Rabbit's hole, there was stuff everywhere!" Without having waited for the expected "define stuff" quote, she rushed on, "There were books falling with me! I couldn't find my cat, Dinah! And empty bottles of jam were falling slowly with me! Well…actually, it was more like floating!" Alice had taken a deep breath before she continued, "And then when I landed, there was food for me! Oh, how delicious it was!" She smiled in bliss.
"Hum, I see." The therapist nodded, and wrote anyway on his notepad. He listened to her tell tales about talking animals, the events on the Mad Hatter and the March Hare, the scene with the queen, how she had returned back here (which was only due to her imagination most likely, the medical reports had shown no sign of her waking up for any brief time at all), only to go down to the Looking Glass. There she rushed on about the insects there, the talking flowers, a Tweedledee and Tweedledum, a Unicorn and Lion, how she became a queen, and finished it off with a great feast.
"Oh my, I was so rude! What was I thinking, cutting up that nice plum pudding. It had gotten so mad at me too!" Alice finished, a sad sigh had come out when she realized there was nothing left to tell.
"I see….any last words?" The therapist mumbled, having in his mind planned out what mental hospital he should send her to.
"Oh, why yes! You see, I have a prior engagement with someone!" She answered, and stood up as if she was going to leave the place.
"Are you sure? Your parents won't be here to pick you up soon. Where are you going?" The therapist asked, surprised. No one else but Alice's parents had been notified of the fact she had awakened. Not even her own sister. Who could she go meet?
"Why, I'm not going to see my parents! I'm going to Wonderland! The White Queen told me she'd teach me how to add after all!" She exclaimed, and walked off to the opened windows. Alice stuck her foot out first…and jumped.