Summary


It's a strange thing when an outsider gets dragged into things that they have no nature being, it's even stranger when they get dragged into things they have no business being in but it's also in a different world. A strange world where animals, plants, objects and the stars can talk to you, where cats smile their devilish toothy grins and rabbits tell time like a business man on call.

Some would call this a dream land for the mentally insane but if me, a 17 year old English child, can think and venture into a place like this and become the police chief of Wonderland P.D., than I'm completely off my rocker. Well, enough about me, I'm here for a reason that may make sense to you or may make you question the reason the author of this story is daft enough to conjure up something as mundane and unorthodox as this nightmarish bedtime story.

Have fun in my second home I call Wonderland.


(This is a remake of the original story that I started a couple years ago and I'm rewriting it since my writing skills have improved, hope you guys like it!)