hAPPY oCTOBRE to all you little ghouls and goblins out there!
I, H.R. Harney, am proud to present a four part Horror anthology throughout the month of October; I will post again on Friday the 13th and on All Hallows' Eve and All Hallows' Day.
Happy spooky reading, Minions!
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What you are about to read is my own cheeky homage to "Alice in Wonderland", one of my favorite stories of all time.
This story and its characters belong to a much bigger universe of mine, however. Some of you might recognize Stephan Brahm from my Wattpad special, "The Ensnarement Chronicles." This anthology can also be read there as a bonus part of the Chronicles, to be posted throughout the good month of October. Please enjoy!
WARNING: This story contains dark themes, course language, sexual situations, and violence. Reader discretion is advised.
Happy spooky reading, Minions! And please don't forget to Vote and/or Comment and Share! I welcome all feedback!
HRH
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Part 1.
"The Tea Party That Wasn't"
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One day Alice simply went mad.
Perhaps it had been creeping up on them all along, but her family was shocked. Shocked and horrified and completely at a loss as to what to do for the youngest member of the family.
Allison Westley had been a sweet girl all her life, with an easy, placid disposition. In appearance she resembled a little porcelain doll. Her eyes were large and as blue as the sky. Her yellow hair hung in long, roping curls down her back.
Petite in build, with china doll skin and a cute, freckled little face, no one would've considered her a threat of any kind.
Yet one day she attacked one of the gardeners for no reason whatsoever. She had picked the full-grown, stocky man right up and hurled him into some nearby hydrangeas.
When her concerned family took her in to the specialists, the doctors explained that sometimes mentally psychotic people could exhibit seemingly superhuman feats of strength. A type of adrenaline fueled by the madness itself, making itself a physical manifestation.
Alice maintained her sunny disposition most of the time, but these spontaneous busts of aggression continued.
Sometimes she would break things; expensive, antique things.
Alice's mother was quite attached to all her heirloom furniture and chinaware and it hurt her physically when her daughter would smash the priceless, irreplaceable objects that had been in the family for generations.
The whole Westley family were at a loss as to what to do about Alice.
It had all started shortly after her sixteenth birthday.
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