"My dearest Charlotte,
You are the sweetest thing that has come unto this world. I, your older sister, am to take care of you, as our mother and father have died. I will cherish you till the end. I will love you till the end. You will be in center of my whole world, till the end. And to you, my dearest Charlotte, I give to you, this letter of my love for you."
Love, AliceCharlotte was in a row boat, on clear, smooth waters in a meadow. Lilies and Marigolds covered the fields. In the boat, an elder man sitting across from me, handed me a cup of tea. "Here is your tea, young girl." The man said. "Why thank you." Lottie said. She took a sip of the warm tea. "Why, this tea is very lovely, but sir I must get home to my sister Alice." She said. The man's face went from a soothing, wanting smile to a sad frown. "But miss, I will make you happy. I will give you anything and everything you desire. I would give you a gift as large as riches or a gift as small as the most beautiful flower of this meadow. You, you girl, are as lovely as the most beautiful flower of this meadow. Your hair, as golden as the pedals of the Marigold. Your eyes, as blue as the waters this boat floats on. Your skin, as fair as cream. Please young girl, stay, stay with me. And you shall have anything you want." The man said. Lottie was a bit frightened as she hadn't met this man before, at least that she knew of. She didn't know how to escape this horrid dream. "Wake up Charlotte." The man had said. "How. How do you know my name sir?" She said in fear. "It's me. Alice. Your sister, who loves you." She heard her older sister, Alice's, voice. Lottie then woke up from an interesting dream. Not like others she has had before. Charlotte is just like Alice. A dreamer, an imaginer. One who hopes for something simple. Adventure. And love. This is her story.
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Charlotte's Adventures in Wonderland
FantasyThis is a take on Alice's Adventure's in Wonderland, but I took my own twist and imagined if Alice had a younger sister that was very similar to her childhood. I hope you enjoy the story. -A...