alice has returned
There alice sat, looking out at the stormy sky through the bars of her asylum window. 'Being out there, in fierce weather would be btter then being locked up like a bird in here' she thought, gripping the bars with her pale hands. She got up from the small chair and walked across the cold concrete floor of her room. She looked out of the small window that was near the top of the door to her room, at the clock in the hallway, it was midnight. Alice lingered in the spot for a minute, watching an asylum worker gaurding the hallway. She made faces at him as he gaurded her door, she found this to be quite fun as they all thought she was quite mad. Alice turned to walk toward her bed, but suddenly she found herself slipping on something, slipping and falling, she heard a bang as her head hit the frame of her metal bed, and all she saw was black. Suddenly, she was falling ' am i dead? ' she thought, as she fell head first, her asylum robe billowing behind her. CRASH. She had finally landed in her destination. ' But where am i ' she said outloud, to herself. Then she realized it. ' why, im in wonderland! '. 'Hello my dear ' said a familiar voice, she turned to face the speaker, it was the cheshire cat. For a moment, they both exchanged greetings and questions of all sorts, many of which could not be answered. As alice and cheshire walked , alice realized she was once again wearing the bloodstained apron and dress, and her loyal knife was safe in her pocket. ' still sharp ' she said with a grin, testing its blade on the back of her hand. ' Why, this is just lovely' she said, for they had reached a clearing with a small table, set as if someone was expecting a visitor for tea. The cheshire jumped up into a tree, and sat in a branch that hung over the table. ' welcome back, dear alice '. What alice saw now nearly made her jump out of her skin ( though, she might have found that amusing, she is mad you know. ). The mad hatter had appeared from behind the tree, it wasnt the sudden appearance that scared her, it was how much he had changed. For one, he was somewhere around alice's age, his nose and ears and everything on his face was even now, and, he stood up straight, though he did have his cane. ' as wonderland changed, so did i' he said in reply to the look on her face, which clearly explained what she was thinking.' sit down, have some tea, let us catch up on all we have missed, my dear' he said, in a tone that made him sound as if he was speaking to a child, not a peer. Alice sat down at the table, and watched the hatter do the same. She watched him make her tea ( he must have remembered how she liked it. ), and noticed how he didnt spill one drop onto his white gloves, that he seemed to always wear. Of course, tea stained gloves would not have bothered alice, as her apron was covered with dark blood stains. Alice had lost herself in her thoughts, she noticed with a slight blush on her cheeks that she had been staring into the mad hatters eyes for a minute or two, not even noticing what she was doing. The hatter seemed to have noticed this also, as he was blushing slightly, and the two of them returned their eyes to their teacups. ' So, why have you returned to wonderland, my dear alice ' . Alice looked up and tried best to answer this question. ' i do not know why i have been brought here, but i believe it was for a good reason, usually when one hits their head they dont journey into different lands'. 'ahh.' said the hatter, more to his teacup then to alice, but she took no notice of this.Alice jumped as a large harp in the corner of the clearing began to play itself, i mean, something invisible was playing it, probably magic. Soon a few violins and flutes began playing by themselves, and the mad hatter looked up to alice and said, ' care for a dance, dear alice '. He held out a gloved hand and she took it, they started to dance slowly, and alice thought about how odd his face looked now, that was because now it was handsome. The darkness swept over the clearing, the two dancers did not know, they were two wound up in eachother to notice, but finally, one of them did. It was the mad hatter. ' My dear alice, it has gotten late, i believe we have had our fun, and that you must go home ' . ' Yes, i believe you are right, is there anything i can do to repay you for this wonderful evening?' she said. A small smile twisted on the hatters mouth ' a kiss ' he said weakly. Alice knew she had to repay him, and she didnt exactly have a problem kissing something so handsome as that, so she agreed. He took one of his gloved hands and extended a finger and lifted up her chin so her eyes looked into his. He leaned his head down and kissed her, and before alice could rearange her thoughts and realize what was happening, the kiss was over, and the hatter was walking away. She wondered what she could do, and then realized, she had no way to get back to the asylum, and she was trapped in wonderland, in the dark, and her head was swimming with thoughts about the hatter, what was she to do.
There alice sat, looking out at the stormy sky through the bars of her asylum window. 'Being out there, in fierce weather would be btter then being locked up like a bird in here' she thought, gripping the bars with her pale hands. She got up from the small chair and walked across the cold concrete floor of her room. She looked out of the small window that was near the top of the door to her room, at the clock in the hallway, it was midnight. Alice lingered in the spot for a minute, watching an asylum worker gaurding the hallway. She made faces at him as he gaurded her door, she found this to be quite fun as they all thought she was quite mad. Alice turned to walk toward her bed, but suddenly she found herself slipping on something, slipping and falling, she heard a bang as her head hit the frame of her metal bed, and all she saw was black. Suddenly, she was falling ' am i dead? ' she thought, as she fell head first, her asylum robe billowing behind her. CRASH. She had finally landed in her destination. ' But where am i ' she said outloud, to herself. Then she realized it. ' why, im in wonderland! '. 'Hello my dear ' said a familiar voice, she turned to face the speaker, it was the cheshire cat. For a moment, they both exchanged greetings and questions of all sorts, many of which could not be answered. As alice and cheshire walked , alice realized she was once again wearing the bloodstained apron and dress, and her loyal knife was safe in her pocket. ' still sharp ' she said with a grin, testing its blade on the back of her hand. ' Why, this is just lovely' she said, for they had reached a clearing with a small table, set as if someone was expecting a visitor for tea. The cheshire jumped up into a tree, and sat in a branch that hung over the table. ' welcome back, dear alice '. What alice saw now nearly made her jump out of her skin ( though, she might have found that amusing, she is mad you know. ). The mad hatter had appeared from behind the tree, it wasnt the sudden appearance that scared her, it was how much he had changed. For one, he was somewhere around alice's age, his nose and ears and everything on his face was even now, and, he stood up straight, though he did have his cane. ' as wonderland changed, so did i' he said in reply to the look on her face, which clearly explained what she was thinking.' sit down, have some tea, let us catch up on all we have missed, my dear' he said, in a tone that made him sound as if he was speaking to a child, not a peer. Alice sat down at the table, and watched the hatter do the same. She watched him make her tea ( he must have remembered how she liked it. ), and noticed how he didnt spill one drop onto his white gloves, that he seemed to always wear. Of course, tea stained gloves would not have bothered alice, as her apron was covered with dark blood stains. Alice had lost herself in her thoughts, she noticed with a slight blush on her cheeks that she had been staring into the mad hatters eyes for a minute or two, not even noticing what she was doing. The hatter seemed to have noticed this also, as he was blushing slightly, and the two of them returned their eyes to their teacups. ' So, why have you returned to wonderland, my dear alice ' . Alice looked up and tried best to answer this question. ' i do not know why i have been brought here, but i believe it was for a good reason, usually when one hits their head they dont journey into different lands'. 'ahh.' said the hatter, more to his teacup then to alice, but she took no notice of this.Alice jumped as a large harp in the corner of the clearing began to play itself, i mean, something invisible was playing it, probably magic. Soon a few violins and flutes began playing by themselves, and the mad hatter looked up to alice and said, ' care for a dance, dear alice '. He held out a gloved hand and she took it, they started to dance slowly, and alice thought about how odd his face looked now, that was because now it was handsome. The darkness swept over the clearing, the two dancers did not know, they were two wound up in eachother to notice, but finally, one of them did. It was the mad hatter. ' My dear alice, it has gotten late, i believe we have had our fun, and that you must go home ' . ' Yes, i believe you are right, is there anything i can do to repay you for this wonderful evening?' she said. A small smile twisted on the hatters mouth ' a kiss ' he said weakly. Alice knew she had to repay him, and she didnt exactly have a problem kissing something so handsome as that, so she agreed. He took one of his gloved hands and extended a finger and lifted up her chin so her eyes looked into his. He leaned his head down and kissed her, and before alice could rearange her thoughts and realize what was happening, the kiss was over, and the hatter was walking away. She wondered what she could do, and then realized, she had no way to get back to the asylum, and she was trapped in wonderland, in the dark, and her head was swimming with thoughts about the hatter, what was she to do.