Alice, Alice come inside,
See the things that we used to hide.
Venture back, and see from afar,
These things we really are.
You came to us a child before,
Now we come to you in our spore.
All these things you used to adore,
Have now grown, and are knocking on your door.
Now you've come back,
You will see what you now lack.
Your curiosity killed our cat,
Now you will wear our mad hat.
You're mind has unraveled at the seams,
Now, we shall haunt your dreams.
Alice, Alice you've seen this through.
Alice, Alice a woman we will make of you.

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Creepypastas
Korkustories to be told around the campfire. Original stories by me, yes I did write all of them. I would like to take this time to thank all of you who are enjoying these stories. It means so much to me. I love writing, and I love writing creepy stories...