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Now

                          Sometimes I believe in as many as Six impossible things                                                                                                                             Before Breakfast.                                                                                                                                                            -Alice in Wonderland                                

There are five aggregates, Perilous, Ingenious, Orator, Agriculturist, and me, the Inadmissible. Perilous are the police, the bullies, the gang of the society, goths mostly, always the richest. Mansions upon mansions, spoiled brats. Ingenious, the smarty-pants, everything has to be approve by Ingenious to proceed, so basically half of the society is run and manipulated by the Ingenious. Ingenious are well payed, some could even afford a mansion. The Orator, the salesman and the talkers of the society, petty, witty, and everything people can be, Orator are stunning, of course they have to be to manipulate half of the power out of Ingenious very own hands. Agriculturist are poor, brittle, sad little farmers, on the outside they're all rip with muscle, sun-kissed skin, and long healthy hair, they looked strong, stronger then the Perilous, but they die by thousands when a scrutiny happens or when winter comes,  families lose their sons, and fathers and they lose their workers, their income. Me, Alice Liddell, a Inadmissible, worse than then the poor Agriculturist, we fight and steal, the government pretends we don't even exist, they're afraid. The Inadmissible are contained with virus, who are supposedly crumpling in the Out, but no. We do not only exist outside the fence, we live inside the fence, in every aggregates, we exist in the very heart of the society, we blend in well. 

That's the gift of Wonderland.

Sometimes I wish I was back in Wonderland.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't a Inadmissible.

Sometimes I wish I didn't believe that love existed.

The society has tried to destroy us, stamp every one of us out, they have bombed, killed, murder hundreds and hundreds of Inadmissible, or as I like to call us-Untamed.

In the Inner, people are zombies, they don't believe in love, they thought that it kills, I once was that people. I supported the cause.

I was made fun of, with my violet eyes and my strange family. I could only escape them at night, when I head to Wonderland.

No, that was the past, I no longer go to Wonderland, my Wonderland is destroyed, gone. 

Now I focus on razing down every part of the society into ashes, to pay for my loss of Wonderland.