Chapter 31. wounds and muchness

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HATTERS P.O.V

I was making a hat.

I suddenly found a blue necklace laying on my desk.
I picked it up and just looked at it.

"I dont slay, so put it out of your mind."
The words echoed in my head.
"M- mind?"
I whispered slowly.
"Its a pity you need to make them for her."

I shook my head, trying to make the voices stop.
"You're entierly bonkers, but i'll tell you a secret, All the best people are."
"Hatter!"
"Hatter!!"

"NO!"
I screamed as i threw the necklace out of the window.
It landed in a pond nearby.

I dont remember what happened afterwards.

I only remember that i was sitting by my desk again.
Fabric had been torn.
Mannequins were laying on the floor.
Hats had been thrown everywhere.
A pair of blood stained scissors layed on my desk.
My hands had wounds and bruises everywhere and were almost covered in blood.

I was breathing heavily.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
I looked at my flaming red eyes, the dark spots around them, my bloody hands and them my face again.

Im not myself anymore.
Or, i dont feel like myself anymore.
It just feels like im a problem to everyone.
This is all my fault.

Ive lost my muchness.
My muchness is Alice...

the end.

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