Hoovedstorys

 As I walk, I felt strange. I glance up at the trees to make sure that no one was following me, or that someone was actually there. What did the caterpillar mean by “not following the white rabbit”? I mean... what is this game that's going on, I don’t understand it one bit but I’m going to find out soon enough. Those twins know something. I feel the cold presence again, the rustling in the bushes and the laughter. It’s all the same as before. “Look Dum, he has come back~” I hear a voice say. “Yes Dee, he wants to know the truth of the game.” The other said as they walk out of the bushe

It’s odd how I got here. I mean, I am an average student with okayish grades and a loving mom who shacked up with a horrible dad. Yep... I was average. Yet now where am I? Following a little kid with a creepy costume on in a wear world where I’m wearing some outfit that the president's would wear. Great... What I do know is, this world I enter when I relax is known as Wonderland; I am stuck in this weird group who name themselves, “Waking Alice”. Man, this is going to be a long day. As I follow the kid, it ran through my mind of what this world was. Is it something people see when they're on drugs? Or something like t

“Wait, little white rabbit?...” I say as if this was some kind of lame joke being pulled. “That is stupid. If she’s white rabbit, what are you?” I ask as if trying to be sarcastic. He turns to me and smirks. “I’m the mad hatter.” He says as he walks closer, and closer. “And you are Alice.” He says with a wide smirk as he turns away, his hair brushing across my face. “We are all apart of the group, “Waking Alice”.” He says as he sits down in his chair and places his feet on the desk. “Did you just call me Alice? I’m sure my name is Kevin.”