She woke up, another day another mindless creature to fight. You see I go exploring into wonderlands, different adventures each time maybe I might explore my own life once tonight. I woke up in the midst of falling down a hole, deep and dark it was just like the shadow of night. I hit the floor the world around me started to crumble. Steam and droplets of water flew through the air just like off ones forehead during a mad dream. Follow the rabbit a voice said. So I followed. I found myself in a broken wonderland. Is this real? Is this pretend? Am I going mad in this wonderland? It's different from the others this one quite strange.
Curious and Curiouser! I found what it would seem to be called a cat, a Cheshire cat. "Which way" said the cat. "Which way to what?" said I. "Your Doom". I found myself falling again but this time it was to a dark place filled with lost memories broken hearts and past adventures. It felt like I was in the same wonderland just in a different part of it the part that was dead. Dead inside is this really what this wonderland looks like. Is this me? Is this what I am? So many questions but no answers. Alice was much muchier before. "I'll tell you a story about the frabjous day" said the hatter.
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, and the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun the frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought so rested he by the Tumtum tree, and stood awhile in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through the vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head. He went galumphing back. "And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy. Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, and the mome raths outgrabe. The frabjous day came in the broken wonderland; time to slay the Jabberwock said the mad hatter at hand.
The creatures here are so fearsome said the hatter you have to use your muchness to win the grave battle against the jabberwock. The frabjous day is here the grave battle of the jabberwock has started I must mentally challenge the jabberwock and win. I swung my vorpal blade at the jabberwock "I think of six impossible things up before breakfast". "one, there is a potion that can make you shrink, two, a cake that can make you grow, three animals can talk, four, cats can disappear, five, there is a place called wonderland, six, I can slay the jabberwocky". But just then I missed and the next thing you know the queen turned against me and shouted "Off with your head" and my head came tumbling down the ice cold staircase. Blood was spilt across the fine glossy covering of the stairs. The jabberwock won I lost the battle against my inner self.
I found myself in a dreary hole must have been another rabbit hole. Curious and curiouser! I hear a faint noise from outside the hole I look up and my hand is stuck out through the roof of ground. I hear it it's a young man's voice. "with this hand I will lift your sorrows, your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way into darkness. With this ring I ask you to be mine" said the young man. It sounded like he was resighting wedding vowels. I felt something being put on my finger maybe it's a ring maybe is just a bug but all of the sudden the ground was shaking and crumbling I lifted my way up through the hole to see if I could approach the young man and ask where might I be. He ran. I looked at myself. Im not in wonderland anymore, im not alive, im a corpse, a corpse bride.
I ran after him. He slipped on some ice I helped him up. "What's your name" said i. "Victor, Victor Van Dort". He was a rather thin and peculiar man. It looks like he was in his wedding clothes, a dark black tail coat and a tie. He was very handsome I fell in love at first sight. He was quite scared because I was a corpse that was alive inside for once. He had another love, Victoria. Victoria was his life but she didn't think he was good enough so she left him. He was left alone and ended up with a bit of a case of depression. Well I can't comment I have mental issues partly because my brains dead and filled with maggots however I still care about him. I let myself rot and let Victor fall in love with someone else to his own liking not a worthless corpse bride like me so I went away into wonderland listening to ballads of sad and refined music. Playing my thoughts of madness over and over. Until I, the corpse bride was nothing more than a petty scrap of dust floating in the wind ready to start another Adventure.
The end.........
