Author's Note: Alice is my favorite character, and I have become frustrated with how she is often portrayed in fanfiction- as a hyper, annoying shopoholic who cares about nothing more than giving people makeovers. I wanted to show a more serious side of Alice. Enjoy.
Prologue:
I've been misunderstood most of my life. It doesn't bother me much anymore- I've grown used to the uncomprehending stares, the hollow laughter, the mocking assumptions that have so often been my welcome in the normal human world. And I don't expect my family to understand me either, really. Jasper knows me better than anyone in the world- but I don't think he really understands what it means to know the ending. No one does. They say we all fear the unknown. What no one realizes is that the known is even more terrifying, especially when you're facing it alone.
Please read and review! I'll try to have the next chapter up in a couple of days, but I make no promises, lol.