This story is about a girl that named Alice, but who am I to start a story like this? Who am I to
break the common trope, like a fairy tales it has to start a certain way....
Once upon a time, not to long ago a girl named Alice fell down the hole and had a wonderful
adventure. Now she has what seems like simple ordinary life at her London home.
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Alice wakes up to the sound of her dad making breakfast, a seldom accordance for her house.
Thinking something special was happening she jumps out of her bed and puts on a pair of purple
cotton stretchy joggers, she decided to skip her traditional white and blue dress because it was all
ripped and tattered from falling down the hole.
She runs down the stair brushing her tangled blonde hair. As she runs through the living room
and into the kitchen, she notices that her mother isn't sitting on the couch like usual. "Where's
mom, she's not on the couch." Her dad looks at her thoughtfully and sits her down at their
kitchen table.
"Your mother and I are getting a divorce, our love for each other hasn't been real. W have been
faking it since you were 9." Alice is shocked to find this out, she knew they didn't spend a lot of
time together.
"Okay......well, I don't know that to say. I think I need some time to think." Without saying
goodbye or anything she stands up, walks to her car and drives off
She didn't know where she was going or until when. But she knew she needed time to think. She
drove to the only place she knew she would be able to just chill, the carnival. When Alice
arrives, she parks and buys her ticket. She didn't have any real plans for the day. She just
meanders around aimlessly. Every so often she'd be asked if she can take someone's picture.
Eventually after getting bored of just wondering she walks to the back of the carnival to go on a
roller coaster. While she was walking she saw something that got her curious, a guy was passing
something something to a ruff looking lady. "Sir, may I ask what your selling?" The guy gets
very tense and slowly starts to hide whatever was in his hand.
"You're a mere lassie, go play with your dolls and cry to your mom about your stupid problems,
this stuff isn't for the likes of you." He said in a very thick Scottish accent.
"I have £20. I'm willing to play for whatever it is." Alice retorts with a snarky attitude. Handing
him the money he hands her a baggy and simply walks away.
"Bloody children, always getting in others business." He mumbles under his breath walking
away. Alice runs to the bathroom and tries whatever this pill looking thing is, after popping it
into her mouth she waits 5mins but nothing happens. Thinking it's a dud she continues on her
meandering.
Next she tries the fun house, getting to the mirror room, the drug starts to kick in and it hits her
hard. As she looks into the mirror, she starts to see her body shift back and forth from super
skinny to morbid obese. She starts to image people behind her trying to grab her clothes. She
freaks out and starts flailing around, the lights start dimming and lightening everytime the
people get closer. Finally the people appear right in front of her, she faints.
Alice wakes up to her dad waking her up for school. She didn't remember last night, getting up
she dresses into her blue and white dress and heads down stairs. When she gets outside into the
sunlight she immediately has to shield her eyes. She was very sensitive to light for some reason.
She walks to school covering her eyes the entire way.
Once first hour she had biology, they were taking a major test that she needed to pass. They
started the test and immediately she couldn't concentrate, her mind kept going to deep thoughts
and ideas. The teacher obviously noticed because he comes over to her desk. "Miss Alice, do we
have a problem?" I look at him and his face goes ferrous. "To the principles office missy!" He
points to the doorway. Alice goes to the principle office confused.
As she waits in the office she starts talking to front desk lady. "I'll call your parents you just sit
there." Grabbing the phone she phones my dad. "Hello sir, we have your daughter and she's
tweaked......yes sir...okay sir, I can get that arranged with Mr. Cheshire....goodbye sir." Your
dad requests you meet with Mr. Cheshire, he should be in his office.
Mr. Cheshire was the school psychologist, he basically just listened to the kids. Girls would
purposely make appointments while him to admire him. The girls found him to be attractive.
As I walk into his office I see him turned away from me, he was fixing his beautiful blond With
a blue streak in it. He turns around and I see his face for the first time. He reminded me of a older
Adam Levine. His face was perfectly symmetrical and he had green eyes that had a purplish tint
to them. "Hello, how can I help you?" Not sure why I'm here I simply walk in and sit at his desk.
"I'm not sure why, the front desk lady sent me here for being tweaked." He looks at his computer
and gestures for me to sit down.
"It says here you have been accused of taking a drug called LSD. Is that true?" I nod. "Okay can
you explain what brought you to such a decision, I'm here to listen. I won't judge you at all."
I started to explain everything that happened in the last 24hrs, or adleast what I remember from
it. Ever so often he'd nod his head but he mostly just wrote everything down.
"I think this seemed like a good started, I think you should come in bi-weekly to get further talk
about this." He says as I get up to leave the room. As I leave the room the most horrific thing
was taking place, the school was being held hostage.
