Haay everyone :3 sorry for starting another story when I have two left hanging. just mentioning for disclaimer shit that I do not own any Alice In Wonderland copyright at all. Hope you enjoy my re-write of this absoloute classic.
I met Alice when she was 6289 days old, 17 years and 87 days to be precise. She was as beautiful as the first snow of winter, with the grace and finesse of a cat. Of course, by this age, she'd developed a style rather contrary to the manner suggested as "proper". I think it was the tattoo that clinched it. My name is Joshua Duke, and I'm here to tell the true story of Alice in Wonderland.
Alice McGee did not, contrary to popular belief, live in the victorian ages. She lived in the 21st century, in Bristol, England. She was born with sun kissed golden hair and the most delicate little fingers you'd ever felt grasp your finger. As she grew, her hair cascaded down her back and it was envied by all. Untill she cut it off. She was 15, and claimed a smiling cat had told her to do it. That's when it all started, apparently. I did not know Alice untill she was 17. All of these details are second hand from doctors, her parents, quacks and orderlies. Anyway, Alice's hair was short and croppy. Shorter than a bob. and it looked messy, but sexy. A few months later, she died it electric blue and got her lip pierced, claiming once more that it was the smiling cat.
Her parents became very worried, Alice was not one to rebel. She did well in school, was polite and kind and was never in trouble. It was one night in December they realised the depth of their daughter's troubles.
It had been snowing when a piercing scream filled the house of the McGee's. leapt from his bed and pulled open his bedside drawer, and removed a hand gun. took the crucifix from under her pillow and they both ran towards Alice's room. The screaming was continuous, a sound that would make the devil himself shudder. wrenched open the door and what he saw horrified him in a way that still gives him nightmares today. Alice was sitting up in her bed, rigid as stone, screaming as blood poured from her eyes and neck. Their was claw marks as deep as hell in her arms and they kept appearing, as if an invisible creature was slashing her arms. Her parents just stood in shock, they didn't know what to do. Suddenly, the screaming stopped and Alice whispered into the darkness,
"The rabbit hole,"
and fell asleep. Alice's parents ran towards her bed to find her curled up in content, no blood, no scratches. Just a smile upon her face.