Wonderland

Chapter 1: The Start of Something New.

The Start of Something New.

Waking up to the harsh and annoyingly bright sunlight is never a way to wake up, but then again waking up at all isn't pleasant either. With a groan I reluctantly turn over to try and face another dull and lifeless day. "Good Morning Mother." and as always I get nothing in return not a single hello or glance its been that way ever since my father died 4 years ago. She refuses to really even acknowledge my presence, but honestly its nothing new she's never really liked me even when father was still alive. After practically throwing breakfast at me startling me back to reality I mutter my thanks, she may not like but she still feeds me, I may receive a slap here and there but it could be so much worse. Eating breakfast always reminds me of my father for such a mundane thing to remind me of him I know, but he loved breakfast his favorite time of day. I remember he would always tell me today I am going to make lots of money so I can buy you and your mother a beautiful house with a marvelous garden, and as many books as your heart desires. He always did care for me, he'd defend me when mother would yell at me he always made me smile no matter what. The thoughts just make me smile slightly at the memory. However it doesn't last long for everything he said is a thing of the past.  

"I love you" I snap my head up so quick I'm sure I'll regret it later.  

"What did you say?" I quickly ask my mother wondering if I was hearing things. 

"I love you" she says with a soft sad smile. 

"I love you too" I say as I softly smile back.  

This is the first time she has ever said this to me even when father was alive she's barley ever said a few words to me other than when she was yelling. To be honest as much as I love hearing it I can't help but worry as to what brought this on, by the time I wander out of my thoughts I see her go into her room and softly shut the door. Sighing I start to look around our small cabin home 2 rooms a bathroom, and a kitchen nothing more nothing less but it is just so painfully dull compared to outside. It's all we can afford though so I choose not to complain much.

Coming into my room I decided I should probably start the day picking a simple baby blue dress I decide to talk a walk through the woods, thinking of my father always clouds my mind.  

"Good bye Mother" I simply say passing her room knowing I'll get no answer. One of the only things I love about this house anymore is as soon as you open the front door you're greeted by the beautiful forest we may have not had a lot of money but my father picked well. Walking to my usual spot a beautiful clearing with blue and purple flowers, laying down looking up at the sky I feel water on my cheeks as I touch my face I realize I'm crying...crying? I haven't cried in years. Suddenly the words start to darken and I hear bells. Why do I hear bells? I start frantically looking for something someone but my eyelids start to grow heavy the darkness slowly consuming me.