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January 17th, 2009

07:37 pm - 1
Alice in Wonderland. Chapter 1.

There has not been a single day I would not send my mind back to that place. I still cannot deceide wether it was real or just a vision caused by my definitely sick mind. That would have been a wondrous dream. I can never find the place again, not on a map, not even where I left it behind seven years ago. If I ever found it again, I would say that there is no place like home. And no other place felt like home that much. That was the time when my captured soul was released and filled with a new meaning.

I met Alice that summer, 9 years ago. She was a fairy-like creature in my eyes rather than a human. And she was the one who brought me to Farewell, the city of my dreams and worst nightmares. In fact, there are no dreams without a tinge of a nightmare in them. The terrible heat that took place that May did not seem to bother her at all. The first time I saw her, I knew she would be the death of me. Instantly she took my hand and lead me somewhere far away. It did not matter where, it did not matter at all, as I had fallen into deep indifference at that point of my life. I had no interest in what was happening to me.

My blood rushed through my veins as something painful and poisonous. It felt like I had my blood-system full of glass, just like my whole body was. Alice loved to drive fast. Alice loved to make cars crash. She enjoyed physical pain of herself and others, but even more she enjoyed mental suffering. A sadist of the highest level. She took out each piece of shattered glass one by one as slowly as she was able to. She laughed and kissed each wound after extracting some glass from it. And then...Alice carried me to her wonderland....

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