All that Glitters is in Wonderland

Jan 14, 2011 17:38

 There's a rise in her breath as she takes the first step on the first step; somehow, that's funny but nowadays, everything seems funny.

The world is black and gray, blue and purple, red and orange; an ever shifting bucket of crayons that is never ending to her and her fellow surroundings.

She has many different names: Clarice, Gabriella, Laura; the list is always different but only one name stays the same (my real name, she thinks) and that is Alice.

But Alice is too predictable, too naive for her own good.

The rabbit hole is too deep anyways and she's stuck in Wonderland.

Except.

for.

when.

she

isn't.

The caterpillar was right

alwaysrightalwaysRIGHTalwaysWRITEalWAYSright

about how he would enter her life.

his name is Alfred but she never called him that, always Allie or Al but never ever Alfred.

he was nice and kind, pretty and funny, understanding and sweet---he looked past the others and found alice.

alice liked him

he liked alice

it was perfect until

the

white

rabbit

came.

The white rabbit was big and naked, menacing and tall in it's stature; Disney had portrayed it wrong---he was not nice.

comeHEREaliceCOMEHERENOWcomeandplayaliceWEwanttoPLAYalice

it had hurt her, had killed her; erased the Alice that he put back together.

it

took

away

them.

She finishes the first step and begins the second one.

onetwothreefourfiveeightthree

ONEfishTWOfishREDfishbluefish

hippityhoppitypercytailwalkingdownthechoochootrail

onetwofoureightnine---

Alice it's me, he says and the game begins.

hetalia, usxuk

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