The wind pushed her, but she struggled as her feet forcefully dragged behind her. She fought and fought against the wind. But the wind pushed back with harder force.
She danced around the willow tree swaying in the midnight summer breeze with Grace. The spell she was under... She tried breaking free. But fighting the spell was no use. She was destined to this path of life.
Follow me. The tree whispered eerily, follow me...
In the haze she was in, she stumbled with what pride she had left. Follow me! the tree croaked again, follow me! She followed the breeze that carried her into darkness.
Follow me, the tree hissed. Follow me into the darknessss! She crept forward and stumbled into a deep hole that seemed to dragged on forever. "No!" She cried.
The tree turned into a tall woman.
The woman had long black hair that was all scraggly. She had the piercing eyes of a crow and wore a long black dress... Her skin covered with a black unknown substance.
The woman jumped into the hole with her. The top of the hole closing and silencing her saddened screams.
It was wonderland, she thought. I must be in wonderland. And I'm the Alice. She kept falling, the woman nearing her close at times as they both fell. She wondered, little Johanna wondered if this was where she destined to be. Wonderland but in the version of a Tim Burton's Wonderland Hell.
The roots of a huge tree caught her eye and when she got the chance she grabbed a hold of it. She held on for dear life as an unknown force tried prying her hands off the branch.
A heavy cloud of a dark unknown force fell on top of her and pushed heavy force down onto her head. She cried in agony as the pain grew worse. She was determined to never let go. She knew this was only a dream.
When she would touch the bottom of the hole, she was to sit up in bed and jolt awake screaming. Her parents would come barging into her room, pleading her to believe it was only a nightmare and she must go back to sleep.
"Whoever you are, and wherever I am," she pleaded with tears rolling down her rosy cheeks. "please just let me go and let me wake up from this hell trapped in my head."
"Never!" An Evil voice echoed throughout the tunnel.
"Please just pinch me to wake up! Tell me this is all a dream! Tell me it's like Scrooge! Tell me spirit what I must do and I will fix it! I promise!" Little Johanna cried out.
"This was never a dream! This is real, and this is the path you choose. The curse and the spell have chosen your fate. You can never change you answer! You're ancestors were told to choose carefully. Mwah ha ha ha ha ha!" The evil voice says.
I let out a scream. The pain was now intolerable. "I mustn't let go!" I yelled with a groan. The unknown force had its last straw. It pushed hard on my side and caused one hand to slip off the branch. I moved my free hand back onto the branch, but the dark force pulled my arm back preventing me to grab ahold of the branch again.
My knuckles are turning a bright red as I cling to the branch for my life. I felt the dark presence hover over me and pluck my hand off the branch. My hand fell off the branch and I screamed as I desperately tried to grab ahold of something as I kept plummeting downwards in the hole.
My screams and cries echoed, but it seemed that no one could hear me. I feel a deep sleep come over me, but I fought to keep myself awake. It was no good. The drowsiness took over and I could see darkness take over me.
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A Tim Burton Wonderland
AcakThe curse is what started it all... She danced around the willow tree swaying in the midnight summer breeze with Grace. The spell she was under... She tried breaking free. But fighting the spell was no use. She was destined to this path of life. 'It...
