Wonderland

Chapter 5: Alone

(A/N: This chapter may not be very good some stressful things were happening yesterday and I just couldn't get into. I promise to try and make a better chapter tomorrow.)

Alone  

Pain. There's Pain in my arm, pain in my head pain just everywhere. Why am I awake? Why am I still alive? Why couldn't I have died? At least then I would be with father he loved me, now I'm alone no one cares anymore even mother left... they all leave me in the end. When I finally decide to open my eyes I notice the sun is starting to set through my window, wait! How did I end up in my room? I passed out in mothers, I know I did! Looking down I notice my arm bandaged up along with a few other places, who did this? All these questions running thorough my head are giving me a head ache. When I touch my head I feel it wrapped so I did hit my head, that must explain the nightmares... they had to be nightmares right? Not wanting to dwell on the dreams I think about my bandages, mother she had to have been the one to do she's the only one who knows I'm out here, she came back! Maybe she felt bad. Sitting up in bed I shout "Mother!!" I wait a couple minuets no one responds, so if she didn't do this than who did? Feeling fear creep through me I quickly look myself over and notice my clothes are different, with my fear starting to escalate further I look around my room for a weapon anything I can use. I suddenly stop scanning the room when I notice a stuffed rabbit on my bookcase with 2 notes under it. Rabbit? I don't own a stuffed rabbit... the NOTES! Slowly getting up I wince as I put pressure on my injured arm and head towards the rabbit. Grabbing the first note I start to read.  

Sweetest Alice,  

Oh how I hope that wasn't rude.  

Please do not be alarmed, you must have many questions. 

To answer the first, 

I did change you, but I did not look!  

It simply wouldn't be proper if I did.  

I was also the one who fixed your arm and cleaned.  

I am sorry I can't explain much,  

like how I know you or how you may possibly know me. 

Those are things you must remember on your own.  

I apologize I can't be with you at the moment;  

I left you and old friend of yours from when you were a child. 

Don't feel alone sweetest Alice.  

People are waiting for you...  

-A Friend.  

P.S. You were out for  

3 days.

As I sigh I think to myself that this note isn't very helpful, it just leaves my head filled with more questions. I do feel a bit better about the clothes, without realizing I am trusting this person I don't know why but I feel like I can... like I'm suppose to trust them. Wait 3 days?! So he was here again?! Looking up at the rabbit I think about it, it feels familiar but I never had a stuffed rabbit as a child. Did he get the wrong Alice? Thinking about trying to remember I get an intense pain in my head I grab on to the bookcase for support. A pocket watch! A man with a pocket watch gave this to me!! Why can't I see their face!? Why didn't I remember the rabbit?! What is going on?!  

3rd Person P.O.V 

"Soon you'll remember dear Alice." Someone whispers from the shadow of the forest.

 

Who is this person?  

Why don't I remember much from my childhood?  

Why have I never questioned this?  

Am I going mad?