Amber in Wonderland
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Ongoing7m
Last published Sun, Mar 2, 2014
My mother went mad. Talk about rabbits and time, dark holes and hatters. Sent to the assylum at the age of 17. I don't know why the set her free. It's been around 20 years since she has been out and she is still mad. She sits in the corner and whispers thing amongst herself. She goes out in the woods and follows animals hoping the will lead her to a hole that will take her somewhere far away. I never belived her. I decide to follow a rabbit I see
though. He seems to be holding a pocket watch and constantly checking the time. Down the hole I fall. I am now in Wonderland.
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