Reality is a prison, only in your mind your re free. That's what I would think at least. A wonderland indeed Is what I need, A place to escape from this cursed world.
We all once in our life had lost something, friends, games, families, lives, Something that belonged to us, even our sanity. I had lost my home, my family, my life, and as well as my sanity. It all started in a tragic disaster while I was sleeping, I was only 14 at the time. I woke up at the middle of the night to hear screaming and the sound of struggle. I got out of my bed and looked over at the corner of the hallway to see a strange man I never seen before on top of mommy, It was daddy. I couldn't do anything but watch as saliva was pouring out of mommy's mouth and daddy gripping her neck even tighter. Suddenly there was a crack and silence fled through the room. Mom was laying on the floor motionless and dad was staring her down with his dead cold eyes. He got up and went to the kitchen to get something which made me feel somewhat empty now that mom was dead, I wasn't crying or filled with anger at this moment. He came back with a phone and a kitchen; what was he going at with this. He put the phone in my hands and said with a raspy voice'' Alice I want you to call the cops ok sweetheart?'' Before I could do anything he pierced himself in the neck with a knife; why on earth would he do something so stupid. I called 911 telling them what happened and 10 minutes later 2 police men broke through the door,Soon the ambulance came as well. They took the bodies in the ambulance van and I was sitting in the back of the police car staring out where the police men were. They both got in the car and the one on the left then said' 'Were going to take you to a new home an orphanage''. I watched the houses of the neighbors go by through my hazel eyes and I wondered to myself what would become of me now. We finally got to the orphanage which seemed like something out of a Tim Burton movie. They knocked on the door until a man with glasses was at the door. At the time I couldn't hear what they were talking about because I didn't care about what they were talking about. The police left and I walked inside the strange old looking house. I was escorted to a room and that room was Number 13. He opened the door and there were 2 beds to be, both looked uncomfortable.
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There was a girl with a pixie hair cut sleeping in the bed on the right, I hope that we become good friends. The man shut the door and laid on the unconformable bed staring at the cracked window. It took a while to find the perfect position to sleep in but I was able to soon enough. Soon I felt something touch my arm It felt warm and I could tell It was a child hand. I turned my head over to see the girl with the pixie hair looking down at me. Before I could do anything the only words she said before going back to bed was ''Stay alive Alice''. That didn't strike me as weird at the time since this new family of mine I would have to trust and do what the girl said, I would need to stay alive.
Message from author( Hey guy this story is mostly going to be about this girl and how she gained her insanity)
