Chapter 7

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Authors note: So I've decided that I will make Jane's story after I get done with this story I want this book to have a lot of chapters and I will also be writing less since my spring break is almost over I promise if I get out of school on May 4th or 5th then I will write more and during the summer I will write more if I don't get a job I might get a job for being a nurse assistant and this story will have chapters before and after Alice becomes queen. And please read KatFandom's books they are so amazing I think they're better than mine! (If I misspell a word in this story please tell me so I can fix it I'm using my stupid computer!! and it leaves out words just please tell me thank you!!)

Before Alice becomes queen

I see a cat and it leads me to an alley. I then start hallucinating that several people had Jabberwock heads and they were surrounding me. Someone put a hand on my shoulder and I gasp and turn around snapping out of the hallucination, I see that is was Nurse Jackson. "My stars and garters, Alice Liddell! Slumming again, are we?" she asked.  "Nurse Jackson, what luck. Twice in as many months" I said.  "You look frazzled, dearie. Not doing well?" she asked.  "Not really" I said.  "Come along home, then, and look at my pigeons. Pretty birds... like you." she said.  "I don't think so. Our last visit cost me several pounds and got me nowhere." I said.  "I might recall where your mangy rabbit got to." she said.

Nurse Jackson's POV: 


Still a mess, no surprise. Her kin roasted like chestnuts right before her eyes! Ten years in Rutledge Asylum wasted everyone's time. Doctor Bumby won't do better. Still hauling out her questions, the fire, her memories, I deserve consideration don't I? Who found her her new clothes? Who got her a place at Bumby's? Where'd she be without me, on the street selling her backside! Likes my pigeons though. She's doled out the odd pound or two, but what I know is worth more than that. Kept her secret, haven't I? Heard her say, "All died on my account, I couldn't save you!" I've told her my silence is for sale, cheap! I'm a good sort really, not like her nanny that uppity whore, or that lawyer fellow Radcliffe took her stupid rabbit. Need money, warned her I'd tell the coppers if she didn't make a donation to my upkeep. She yells and goes off her head, days she can't even remember her name, what I've heard.


Alice's POV:

 I follow Nurse Jackson home and she started to feed her pigeons. "Nurse Jackson, do you mean to harm me? To send me back to the asylum?" I asked. "I won't say no, I've got a thirst you could photograph. Need a drink. More than my whistle needs whetting!" her voice was different she turned into an ugly monster. I didn't know what to do I didn't have anything to protect me I just ran she followed me, nobody could see her except me. I then ran into the asylum and decided maybe Katty was right maybe I need to save them I go to my room and I go to sleep going back to Wonderland.

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