Wildflowers

She felt a whisper of the wind grasp her ankle. She didn't think much of it, only watched the dark cat walk in front of her, stopping at a well. Vines bloomed through the cracks of the aged stone. Dandelions and daisies grew in spotted area around the well, bending and dying.

The grasp on her ankle got tighter as the cat jumped in. She almost screamed, she wished she screamed.

She didn't even scream when she felt hands push her into the well.

. . .

Juniper Cameron, an orphan, is sick and tired of telling her therapist over and over again what she say that night. So she speaks in short spurts of words.

The workers at the orphanage believe she is crazy, and she only begins to believe them when she hears a cat whisper to her one day about a world with no shadows or therapist she follows it.

But once she followed it, she never knew she couldn't go back.

A twist on an Alice in Wonderland.