this is the first chapter of the new book i published, so if you want to read it this is kinda like the introduction :)
i remember the day i visited wonderland, it was magical. at first i had been scared, i was a mere child after all. had just fallen down a rabbit hole, thinking to myself oh millie, what have you gotten yourself into? i wonder if winnie will miss me, or will she just be happy with paige?
of course not, paige is such a bore, though i love her, she's constantly reminding me to get out of my head. course, i never listen to her. for heaven's sake i'm in my own head right now! isn't that funny?
my beloved winnie is my dog, she's quite quiet, though you may be asking millie, how could she not be quiet? she's simply an animal and that is where you're wrong, my friend. yes, winnie is a dog, she cannot talk like the other magnificent friends i met in wonderland. though i wish she could, wouldn't that be cool? maybe then i could hear something else asides from paige droning on and on about history and reality. i don't like it, not one bit. reality is so boring compared to what can happen in wonderland, trust me, i've been through it all.
but it's such a shame that i am not able to go back. it was such a vivid dream of mine, i long to go back. i made so many friends that i wish i had, but in reality i really only have my sister, winnie, and my mum. i love her to death, but ever since the passing of my father, all she's been doing is pressuring me into marriage. isn't that absurd? me, millie bobby brown, marrying a man of such elegancy? it's honestly ridiculous when you think about it.
i try not to think of such stuff like my future as much anymore, since my mum advised me to stop thinking such impossible things. you see, i've quite a dreamer, a thinker. why, sometimes i've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast! i'm sorry, i've gotten sidetracked again, i apologize. now, my friend-
oh, how rude of me! i've been referring to you as my friend this entire time and i haven't even formally introduced myself. well, i'm millie bobby brown. at this point you already know about my family, my best friend winnie, and wonderland. oh? you don't believe in such things as wonderland? usually, when people say they don't believe in such things, it just means they don't understand such things.
well, let me break it down for you. when i was younger, about 7, my imagination had been running more wild than usual. i had dozed off during one of paige's history lessons. i honestly couldn't care less, so i took winnie and brought her with me through the flower field and by the lake. then i "saw" a white rabbit running by, screaming his head off about how he's late. he carried a pocket watch, and being the curious child i was, i followed him. oh how stupid of me, now that i think of it.
he ran into a rabbit hole, and becoming curiouser and curiouser, i followed him. winnie stayed behind in the real world, but oh how i wish she came along. my adventures in wonderland felt so real, something so close to my heart. i'm not sure how my brain came up with such silly things, but i'm grateful for that day.
the thing that makes me long for wonderland more than anything though, was the boy i met there. he was the same age as me, a tall, lanky boy and atop his dark curly hair, was a black top hat with a purple ribbon around the base, exactly like his father's. i met his dad when the cheshire cat directed me towards their direction. the hatter and the march hare prepared some tea for me, but we never got to drinking it, too busy celebrating our unbirthdays.
and every night on my unbrithday, i pray that my imagination will finally give in and take me back to wonderland, just for one night.
