Part 1
The train that doesn't have time...
As I ran down the road (which seemed like a thousand miles long) my heart raced at the pace of a caucus race. To my surprise I reached the mirror in no time. Of course, everything today has been a surprise; mostly that everyone doesn't have a face except the very person chasing me. Oh, how I wish I knew more about this strange land. It serves me right for coming on in without thinking about it at all. No wonder I'm considered impulsive back home.
"Don't you think you should just give up?" I called back to the man, "no reason in chasing me. You aren't going to catch me in..."
"Time?" the man said as he grinned, suddenly pulling on my cerulean dress. How did he get here so fast? He was so far away just a second ago.
"You don't belong here girl," he whispered in my ear "this is my world, and I don't plan on sharing it." He pushed me closer to the edge of the sheer ridge; grabbing only onto one of my arms. He had a smile, just like Cheshire.
"You're running out of time Alice."
Suddenly I thought of a way out of this predicament.
"The train doesn't have time." Just then I reached out and grabbed ahold of the train just as it came by, and in a flash I was gone. So was my fear.