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Everything was quiet inside the car, but it was good for me. I needed to calm down after what they did to me. I was still upset, but I knew I couldn't hold a grudge. I knew I couldn't, but this world I'm living in makes me sick. Everything that they do makes me sick. Stealing, killing, and etc. I don't even want to say the rest. I was so lost thought, I didn't hear Mrs.Park calling me.

"Nathaniel, I'm so sorry that we have to live in this cruel world. Every week and day there's always something horrible happening."

'Go to Wonderland, Go to Wonderland.'

"Go to Wonderland." I said.

Mrs.Park looked at me shocked. But why though its just 'Go to Wonderlan-"
I became shocked as well. Those were the words I kept on hearing for weeks. Why did I say that?

"How long have you heard those words?"

"For a couple of weeks." I said.

"Did you see a tall woman with bloody clothing on?"

My eyes grew wide.

"Yes, Mrs.Park, what's going on?"

"Nathaniel, I'll explain later. You'll know what's going on."

"Okay."

Then the rest of the ride was quiet. 5 minutes later we made it to my house. Mrs.Park quickly opens the other side of the car, then pulled me out, rushing me to the door. What was going on?

She started banging on the door. Finally my grandmother opened the door.

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE PEOPLE NOT TO BANG ON THE DOO-"

She paused when she saw me soaking wet and my clothes ripped.

"Nathaniel, what happened to you?" My grandmother questioned.

"Long story short, some people threw some water and ice on me. That's all."

"They didn't post it anywhere right?"

I looked down. I could tell my grandmother was furious, she was about yell but someone stopped her it was my mom.

"Mom? I thought you went to the studio to work on your anim-"

"No, I didn't go to work, because I had a day off. That's why."

She looked down at my clothing, she saw them all wet.

"What the heck? Who did this to you." She said coldly.

"The kids at my school did."

'Its so sad that you have to live in such a cruel world, little boy. But once you come here, you'll be happy.' Someone said that in my head.

But who? I can't identify if this person is a male or a female. I was so lost in thought. I didn't even realize that Mrs.Park put her habd on my shoulder.

"Nathaniel, what's going on in that head of yours?" Mrs.Park question.

"Nothing. Anyway excuse me, I'm going to take a bath."

"Alright. Go on ahead." My mom rushed me to the bathroom.

"Also, if you didn't notice mom that Mrs.Park is right there." I heard my mom say to my grandmother.

I turned around to see my grandmother shocked. She just now noticed her, really?

A couple of minutes have passed. Since I took my bath, I walked out the bathroom wearing some comfortable clothes, until I heard my grandmother and Mrs.Park arguing. They have been arguing ever since I got in the bathroom. I decided to tiptoe across the hallway to see what's going. I made it, I looked around to see Mrs.Park and my grandmother arguing, but I didn't pay attention until I saw my kitten walking out of the kitchen.

"Hey, Coco, come over here." I said sweetly.

He saw me and ran towards me almost hitting his head on my leg, I caught him just in time, he then looked up and smiled at me. I smiled softly picking him up ready to take him back into my room, until I heard something that came out of Mrs.Park's mouth.

"So, Alana when are you going to tell Nathaniel that he's not your grandson. Hmm."

What that can't be true is it? I moved in closer listening to the conversation.

"I don't know when I'm going tell him. But I'm going to tell him soon he has to know the truth."

"Look you have to tell hi-"

"DOES IT LOOK I WANT TO TELL HIM!! DOES ITS LOOKS LIKE I WANT TO SEE HIM CRY!! NO!! I DON'T WANT TO SEE HIS SENSITIVE ASS CRYING AT ALL!! HE GETS ON MY DAMN NERVE EVERYTIME I SEE HIM CRY OVER SOMETHING BAD HAPPENING!! I GET TIRED OF HIM COMPLAINING ABOUT HOW THE WORLD IS SO HORRIBLE!! I GET TIRED OF HOW EVERYTIME THIS KID ENCOUNTERS A PROBLEM!! HE JUST AVOIDS ANY OBSTACLE THAT COMES HIS WAY!! I'M SO SICK OF THIS BOY
!! I CAN'T STAND HIM AT ALL!!" My grandmother yelled.

I walked into my room placing Coco in his little box I made for him to sleep in. Then I flopped down on my bed praying then fell asleep.

A couple hours later, I felt someone shaking me. I opened my eyes to see my mom next me.

"Mama, its 10:49 p.m., why did you wake me up?"

"Hurry up, and pack your bags, we have to leave now."

"Okay. Where are we going?"

"We're going to 'Wonderland.'

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