Toys in the Attic
A teenage girl sits on an antique chair holding a stuffed rabbit, staring out the window beside her. She bends down to pick up a brush and starts to brush her auburn hair.
A middle-aged woman pops her head into the room smiling, "Alice, time for dinner." The woman smiles as Alice's face brightens. The soft red ringlets frame her well-aged face as her dark brown eyes sparkle with life.
Alice looks over her shoulder and smiles, her green eyes glistening in the rooms dim light. "I'll be down in a minute, Mum. I just need to clean up a bit." Her mother nodded and shut the door.
She sighed and stood up, straightening her blue dress and white apron.
Well Alice, what a fine mess you're wound up in.
Alice started to clean her room up. She stopped cleaning when she picked up her book and started to read it…
'Would you like some sugar?'
'Yes please.' …
'FIRE!'
'We must save Alice!'
Alice slammed the book shut. "That was strange…" she whispered to herself. She placed the book on her desk and accidentally knocked off an unlit lamp. What's wrong with me? "I want to clean this room," she bends down to pick up the lamp, "and all I'm doing is dirtying it up again."
"Alice! Come down for dinner. It's getting cold."
She quickly dropped the rabbit she was putting on her bed and ran out her door. "Coming father!"
The rabbit lay limply on her bed, looking as if it had been stepped on.
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Alice was looking out the window above the sink that she was currently washing dishes at. Her father came up behind her, "I thought you said you were going to take the toys out of the attic after dinner, Alice."
"Oh!" Alice dried off her hands and turned to her father smiling, "I'll do that right now." She tilted her head up and kissed her father in the cheek. "Love you papa."
Her father smiled and started to push her towards the stairs, "Love you too Alice. But you are not going to get out of doing your chores. Now get."
Alice laughed and headed up to the attic.
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Alice closed the door and lit a lamp that hung in the middle of the room. She sighed and hugged herself, "This room creeps me out…I'll do this fast and get out of here." She looked around the room and walked towards the closest box marked 'toys'.
She sat down and tried to pull the box towards her, but it wouldn't budge. "Why is this box so heavy?"
Alice crawled to the box on her knees and kneeled in front of the box, opening it. Inside the box lay a deck of cards, a set of jacks, a jack in the box, a croquet mallet, three die, a staff with ice on it, a watch, a glowing staff, and in the bottom a bloody blade.
OFF WITH HER HEAD!!!!!
"What?" Alice spun around franticly to find who said it, but no one was in the room with her. She started to look for the door when she realized she was shaking uncontrollably. "Where's the door? I can't find it…" Frantic eyes searched every wall to find the door, but were distracted when she saw a shadow of a cat run by.
She followed the shadow to a corner of the attic that was over run with spider webs. The webs caught in her hair and dress as she tried to catch up. In the corner was a large musket.
This is the Blunderbuss Alice…use it well…"Who are you?" Alice spun around looking up to the roof. Sanity was leaving her confused and bewildered. She heard a thunk at her feet, she looked down and saw the blood stained blade. Alice bent down to pick it up, tears flowing from her eyes, "Who's doing this to me…"
Wake up Alice! Look out!Alice snapped her head up to see a card running towards her, pike in hand. Scared, she clutches the blade to her and closes her eyes. "Please make this insanity end…someone, help me."
I need you Alice…Her eyes snapped open, "Cheshire?"
Love me…A look of shock came to Alice's face as the pike went into her stomach. "Noooooo…" Blood fell to the floor…
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Alice looked into the Diamond Card Guard as it yanked its pike out of her. She fell to the ground, looking around her, "Queensland. So close…"
She fell back, hitting her head on the ground, and saw the face of the Cheshire Cat staring at her in a weird way. "What's wrong kitten?"
"You musn't leave me Alice…"
Alice felt her dress grow warm from her blood. "Don't be…silly" She started to feel breathless as sight began to fade.
The form of a boy came from the Cheshire's shape and held her. "Love me Alice…"
She smiled for the first time in seven years. "I will, Cat, I do…love me too?"
Alice fell limp in his arms as he too felt the same pike that killed his love enter him. He sagged, cradling Alice's body, "I do…"
And there they died…lovers in an insane dream.
A/N: I know…interesting twist eh? And yes the guy is/was the Cheshire Cat… But hey I felt like a short story so I gave it. And I don't care if you hate it…I do. And I'm sorry that both Alice and Cheshire Cat were killed, but that's how it ended up as writing. Please review, I feel so unappreciated when I don't have any new reviews…
Alora-chan