After my house finally was done burning as I was crying the whole time knowing I did nothing to save my family and everyone is still accusing me for doing something I didn't do.
~a year later
My doctor is still trying to make me remember my family and why I killed them and I wanna put it all behind me. "Come on Alice please remember why you at least killed them?", asked Dr. Spivey. "Oh my fucking god really you really think everyone else thinks!?", Alice proclaimed. "Alice tell me honestly, did you kill them?" asked the curious doctor. "NO, for the last time I didn't kill my god damn family!", said Alice who is highly upset if that's even the word to use that explains her feelings towards the doctor. "Well, Alice tell me who did this, that is if you know?", the doctor didn't realize what he had just done to her. Something in Alice's mind just snapped making her crazy as hell. "No one will ever accuse me of anything anymore!!!!", said Alice in a lower tone as she popped her neck in a way its not supposed to.
(Haha cliffhanger I hate them, but I just had to my cousin Blairthekid read it so I love you my homie ;-*
~ALICE OUT I LOVE YOU ALL MY PEEPS PS PEEPS ARE MY FAV CANDY FOOD THING LOL)
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I'm Not Crazy
RandomPeople thought I killed my family, even though I didn't. My psychiatrist tried pushing me into telling what I did, and I snapped. I went into the looking glass of Wonderland. I'm Alice Liddell and this is my story.
