AN: DUDE! It's been sooooooo long. Schools a killer. Especially if you're trying to keep up a 4.0. Also my other stories are keeping me busy. I am now officially an 8th grader squeel . Writer's block again is also to blame, but it is now locked away in a deep, dark closet and won't be opened until it finds the little key I always manage to leave behind under a stray batman comic and such. (I do not own any of the brilliant works of Lewis Carrol, Walt Disney, or any of their fabulous, eccentric characters. Please don't sue. :-)

Chapter Six

As Jamie walked through the forest she was very confused. What was this place? How did she actually get here? "It's the

rabbit hole," she thought, "It's got…powers of some sort. Magic. Yes. But…no. Magic doesn't exist. But, if it doesn't, then how did I

get here and how would this place exist? Oh, I'm just running my self in circles" In fact she was so confused and in thought,

that she didn't notice that the brown tree trunks were

slowly changing smooth and white, and that the leafs were growing together and turning red and white. And after a long

while of walking she, in the middle of a thought, ran right into a tree only to find that it really wasn't a tree. The trunk was

thick, smooth, and white; while the top was domed, red, with white polka-dots. It was a giant mushroom. Her mouth made a

large "O" in awe. Jamie looked around and saw a forest of mushrooms. A forest of magnificent, enormous, fungi. A

Fungiferous Forest. "Oh my..." she mused in wonder. She kept moving forward with small, paced steps. She walked for,

again, what seemed like hours (She likes to walk and think at the same time, if you haven't noticed yet). Soon after she ran

into yet another tree, she noticed that it was almost twilight. "Oh dear… Mother will murder me if I'm not home by supper…

why, she'd kill me if I were absent from lunch!" she said to herself, attempting to fill the void of silence that hung in the air.

Just then, as if someone knew that she was lonely and lost, she heard a faint voice singing from behind her:

"Cherry ripe, cherry ripe,
Ripe I cry,
Full and fair ones
Come and buy."

That was a song Jamie remembered, but had not heard in a long time. Her Grandmother would sing it to her every night

before bed until she was eight (her mother wasn't one to tuck in her children). Jamie turned around to find the Cheshire Cat

from the tea party earlier that day singing with her eyes closed and walking. "Caprice?" She opened her eyes and stopped

singing.

"Why, Alice!" "Not again," Jamie thought. "I didn't expect to see you here! How've you been?" she inquired with a wide smile.

Jamie's only reply was a sad, but not winey pout. "Ahh. Not all fun and games?" the pink cat said with a giggle. 

She shook her head and murmured, "No. This place is so amazing. Yet so difficult!"

"Now that sounds like your mother now, doesn't it Alice?"

"NO! Stop calling me Alice! My. name. is. Jamie!"She yelled.

"Well, I'm sorry, Alice; but it's so hard to get used to new names." Caprice replied calmly.

"New?"

"Why, yes! You know, your grandmother was so similar to you. The likeness is uncanny."

"M—my…grandmother? You know her? How?" Jamie was getting very fretful and curious.

"Oh heavens, no! I wasn't born then. But my father always told me about her. Funny girl, she was. " At this point, they were

sitting on some of the smaller, more seat-like toadstools rather than standing.



"Why, this is… it's……insanity! Madness!"

"Oh no, Wonderland is all quite real."

"NO! It's a dream! All of it!" she started to tear up a bit, but not much. She pinched her arm until it was sore red. It was

defiantly not a dream. And just as she was about to say something to the Cat, she fell (while sitting, still, on the toadstool)

through a large black hole. She screamed shrilly into the darkness. From above her she heard Caprice yell: "Give this to

Alice!" After that said, Jamie heard her continue her song of "Cherry Ripe". As the song faded, and she was still falling , she

saw a glowing, white paper float to her. Once it caught up to her, she caught it. On the front it said: ALICE. "This must be a

note for grandmother," she said, still falling. As she kept falling she began to get scared. What if it wouldn't end? What if she

was to be here forever? She began to feel alone and frightened again, she thought that she saw faces in the dark, but

dismissed the idea. Why was she feeling like this? Just as the tears began to trickle from her eyes, she closed them. She

kept falling……falling……falling…... She screamed into the darkness, eyes open again. She wanted this to end. As she closed

her eyes once more, she suddenly felt warmer and felt pushing and pulling from little hands. She opened her eyes to find her

little sister, Amorette. "Jamie," she said in her little five-year-old voice, "wake up. Mother has been looking for you and she

has gotten quite upset. Where have you been, Jamie? " Jamie smiled weakly at her young sister, thankful to be home.

"Wonderland," was the one word she said with eyes wet. As she sat up to walk back to the house, she prayed that she

would never go back again, but in the back of her heart, she missed the mystical place called Wonderland.

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AN: Whew! That took a bit of thinking to do. Stay tuned for the epilogue!

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