Goodbye AliceInitially, I thought there would be a lot more great deal of pain when it came to dying. But in the end, it only was an intense heavy and numb feeling, almost like you were hit in the head with a large block of ice. The only notion really that I was really even dying was the metallic taste in my mouth, and the haze in my eyes. I looked at her, her young girlish features tainted by the splatter of my blood. Her eyes remained opened, as if she were to be strangled, and her mouth twitched wildly, most likely from shock. It was sad that that was going to be the expression she wore the last time I saw her. I really don't think I had ever seen anyone as scared as she was at that moment, and if I had had time to reflect on it, I would have been frightened too. With a great jolt, I felt the muscles in my body let go, giving up on my hope. As I fell on top of her, I managed to whisper,Goodbye Alice3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Watch Your Step"Be careful, Alice. Watch your step, Alice," repeated the Cheshire Cat as she walked through the valley of the spikes. He stood in silence as he watched her weave in and out of the sharp, elongated death-trap.Watch Your Step4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He held his breath, watching as a spike plummeted from the top of the ceiling, thinking her end was near. He closed his eyes hearing the spike sink into the marred ground, his heart stopping. 'Was she gone?' he thought. 'She never bothered to listen to me that silly girl... but now who will save us? Who will save her?' He opened his eyes.
To his shock, the last of the butterflies took off around her as she continued through the maze. She survived. "Impossible..." he said to himself, "but then again, this girl has yet ceased to amaze me." He stood above the shafts, his claws sinking into every board, his golden eyes watching his broken mistress continue forth on her journey.
Cheshire CatAmerican McGees Alice PoemCheshire Cat7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Entitled Cheshire Cat
By Seth Vandenburg
Wonderlands mysterious grinning feline
His riddles, ever so divine
But on first sight to Alice
Who before, her heart never had malice
The cat was as strange as all the signs
As of now, the Cheshire Cat has changed
His fur, his riddles, all of him rearranged
Body a skeleton-form, a ring in his ear
And his grin was much worse to fear
His teeth, completely fanged
His sudden transformation, so very uncouth
All of him changed, body to tooth
No normal man would dare to delve
To fight the Cheshire Cats corrupted shell
Though Alice was calm, to tell the truth
They both journeyed together through Wonderland
Through treacherous hordes of enemies, band by band
The Red Queens domain, they soon appear
The end game forever near
Though sadly, the Cheshire Cat met his end by the Red Queens hand
Cheshires PoemCheshires Poem11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Claws that rip,
Fangs that gleam,
Gives the mad wicked dreams.
Wanders forward; halts; stares,
Eyes of yellow, slitted pupils. Glare.
And out of shadows, rasped sound speaks,
Like a whisper given weak wind,
Quizzical voice whom obscures reap
With ill fated fate on breath, such sins.
'What wonders down before mine eyes?
Brings cause to wonder,
draws out surprise?
Why, travelers that wander here,
Come from far, come from near.
Pausing only in brief repose,
Tho' conciseness still may expose,
Secrets, lies, half truths, Un-wholes,
And in, the seekers dig like moles.
Stay for more than a moment long?
And thy mind to you will no longer belong.
Take into context thoughts that fray,
Like my claws, from which blood runs astray.
Now run, run little birds, have no fear,
We're all quite mad, Quite awfully mad, here.'
The death of the cheshire catBravery and I are not on intimate termsThe death of the cheshire cat4 years ago in Drama More Like This
My natural curiosity is tampered with caution
Thus I live long
But now, ignoring my instinct to flee or fear
I speak the truth with out reguard to consequence
Your courage deserves no less
You've suffered great pain, and you've caused some
You've endured great feelings of grief and guilt
But you will be tested on a more wretching anguish, Alice
There is worse to come
You and this Red Queen
Cannot both survive
You're two parts of the same-
Closing InThe walls are closing in, Alice.Closing In1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They are closing in, locking everything into place.
Turning the key, pocketing it. The gears turn, squeaking.
Run, Alice! Run!
Care not for the fools in your way, nor the children who swarm like bees.
Avoid the pests, they are merely insects.
The citizens mean nothing.
They are nothing, Alice.
The riddles the Cat made, you must miss.
They twist your mind to fit this place...
Your mind becomes more confused than ever.
Fight it, Alice. Battle your curiosity.
Those enemies of yours will cower easily... but you let them stir fear in your heart.
You do not know your own mind!
It is your own doing, your own fault... Your own life.
Is this what it is meant to be, Alice? Is this what you intended?...
Your efforts are squashed, ripped apart by your doctor.
He burns your memories, shatters your family...
Will you listen to his words, Alice?
Will you give in?...
But you are.
You are taking in his lies... corruptions...
If you listened more
Ecila in wonderland.“Come back Ecila, Come back!”Ecila in wonderland.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She runs into a dark cave.
“where are you going, don't act like that!”
She mocks them all “don't misbehave!”
“Phew” she says as she wipes her forehead upside down--
“that was close”, she chuckles as she smiles with a frown.
“I had to get out, from that suffocating town.”
“ha!” she lets out slowly... as her voice changes sound.
She falls flat on the ground--
she gets up and looks around--
she sees a blue-white-ribboned gown.
She puts it on at once!
finds a bottle of fragrance.
Sprays it over her blue dress--
takes her hair and fixes the mess--
looks in a mirror with distress--
She sees a golden key--
she drops down to her knees.
Spots a small door--
very close to the floor...
She looks rapidly to her right--
she sees something burning bright.
She takes it in her hand--
a bright potion just as planned.
One sip and she coughs!
she shrinks down, and she scoffs!
She opens up the
Alice Madness Begin Part 6‘This is it’, Alice said firmly. ‘The Jabberwock’s Lair.’Alice Madness Begin Part 62 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After re-joining with the others, Alice, Sora, Donald and Goofy travelled to a desolate and forbidden place with lava fountains and skeletons scattered all over the place. Inside, they could hear the growling of the Jabberwock, the Red Queen’s champion.
‘Must we go in there?’ Donald asked, his legs shaking.
‘We came so far.’ Goofy said. ‘There is no turning back.’
Sora looked at Alice. He grabbed her hand and gave it a slight squeeze. Alice squeezed back and smiled at him before letting go. The group readied their weapons and strode slowly into the lair. As they enter the lair, they stopped as they behold a creature that was most horrifying so far during their encounter. The creature resembled a giant, green lizard with mechanical wings, glowing yellow orbs for eyes and a burning furnace attached to its’ chest. This half-monster and half-machine was en
Children On HooksChildren On Hooks4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Children On Hooks
Stitching thread and mechanics help the children smile,
On each face, in this demented place, children have never been so vile.
Cannot say they have thoughts and dreams, although you can see their brain,
even if there no one would care, for they are all insane.
The children hanging on hooks, filing row by row,
In a horrible place, a terrified face, but their expresion will never show.
Cause of Doctor Bumby ``the puppetier`` puts their new doll face on,
no expression, all the same. down the chute. gone.
Where the chute leads to i truly cannot see,
Probrably to the infernal train, where he thinks all memories should be.
he runs the its schedule and its itinerary too,
But it can be stopped, it was all made by you.
Rochu, Do you love me? chapter 1Rochu, Do you love me? chapter 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ivan sighs to himself slightly as he sits on his chair. It was the chair that Yao had brought him last time he was there, Ivan refuses to buy his own things. He wasted the little money he did have, on something like a chair? That was stupid. He would rather buy food, and when he could ask Yao to go on a date with him. He sits back in the chair, he sighs, and most wouldn't accept things from people so easily and not feel bad about it. But it was Yao, he had learned a long time ago saying no, would just end up with more stuff.
He sighs slightly, Yao, he always thought about him. Even when his sisters where over, he would talk about him. Neither of them where very happy about it when he did but he still did. He frowns slightly to himself as he thinks about it, his sisters never liked anybody he was friends with but he guessed that's what he got for being so close to his sisters. His younger sister had just started college, and his older sister was married, but both of them came over every
Return to Wonderland Ch. 1Return to Wonderland Ch. 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You have no idea how happy I am to see you," Alice breathed, as she clutched Hatter tight. Slowly they broke apart from their embrace, and studied each other silently for a moment.
Hatter's clothes were somewhat more humanoid, his trademark hat absent from his head and a new one in his hand, his thick brown hair less tousled and more smooth and combed over-but there was that sexy mischievous glitter in his eye, and regardless of all the physical changes, she knew it was still him, still Hatter, still her Hatter.
Hatter gazed at Alice, knowing that he would never let himself lose her again. He'd journeyed into this strange world just to find her, and finally here she was, right before his eyes. Before he could think better of it, he leaned in slightly and found her lips. He felt Alice's hand reach up to rest on his neck as the kiss deepened. "I missed you," he said softly as he pulled back for a moment,
Her Name is AliceHer Name is Alice3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
("If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense")
("Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't")
I invite you to a world where there is no such thing as time
And every creature lends themselves to change your state of mind
And the girl that chased the rabbit, drank the wine, and took the pill
Has locked herself in limbo to see how it truly feels
To stand outside your virtue
No one can ever hurt you
Or so they say
Her name is Alice (Alice)
She crawls into the window
Through shapes and shadows
And even though she's dreaming, she knows
Sometimes the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain
And every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain
And through the looking glass we see she's painfully returned
But now off with her head I fear is everyone's concern
You see there's no real ending
It's only the beginning
Come out and play
Her name is Alice (Alice)
She crawls into the window
Through shapes and shadows
All Wrong - C1 - BackAliceAll Wrong - C1 - Back4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
It was a shock for Alice to wake up in a hospital bed. It was even more of a shock when she was told that she had only been in that building for an hour.
It couldn't have been an hour! She had spent two days in Wonderland. Two days, not an hour!
It was the Looking Glass; it had to be the Looking Glass. It had put her back in her own world not long after she left kind of like in 'Narnia'!
It wasn't till she was home and packing up the things she had used to search for her dad that she noticed it. She couldn't believe she hadn't noticed it before. The large green tattoo like mark on her arm was gone. Not even a faint trace of it left.
She heard Hatter's voice echo through her head. 'That's not going to come off Sorry!'
"Well, it's off Hatter," she said grimly.
She realised that she didn't want it to be gone. Because if it was there it meant that everything that happened was really real.
Of course it was real, what was she thinking. There was no way
The Jungle Movie: Facts and OpinionsThe Jungle Movie: Facts and Opinions5 years ago in Drama More Like This
Hey Arnold!: The Jungle Movie was the planned second and final film in the Hey Arnold! series. Often abbreviated as "TJM" and referred to simply as The Jungle Movie, it was meant to be the only theatrically-released film in the series, while Hey Arnold!: The Movie, originally titled "Arnold Saves the Neighborhood," was meant to be released as a TV film. But problems with the script kept The Jungle Movie on hold for a number of years, so Nickelodeon had "Arnold Saves the Neighborhood" converted into the Hey Arnold!: The Movie because they wanted a theatrical film made before the series lost its popularity.
The drafts of The Jungle Movie were developed between 1998 and 2001, and the forty-five minute special episode "The Journal" was made as a prequel to link the series to the movie. Even though Hey Arnold!: The Movie turned out unsuccessful with reviews and at the box office, Nickelodeon was still interested in
My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 3May 17th, 2008My Best Friend - NikNack Ch. 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What if we hadn't met? I know I probably shouldn't think about it, but it's so hard not to. If we hadn't met would I even feel this way? This sinking, claustrophobic sensation that presses down against my chesta feeling that's so agonizing and numbing and just unbearable?
Or that other feeling. Whenever her skin happens to brush against mine and my body warms up to her touch. Or when I visualize us kissing . . . or just hugging . . . or holding hands. I wish we could. I do. I really do. But we can't.
The first feeling hurts, the second feeling I don't mind. Not at all.
And then that feeling whenever I see her boyfriend. I can't stand it.
It's so ugly. Just how jealous I can be.
But I won't tell her. I will not ever tell Nikki I'm jealous of Drake. I'm going to keep smiling and I'll keep reassuring her that everything is okay, and that nothing is wrong because there just isn't anything wrong. Nothing's wrong.
Everything's fine. Eve
Alice in The AsylumAlice in The Asylum7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was just another day at the asylum. I often pondered as to why I had chosen to work here, the profession bored me endlessly, and even the screaming had lost its affect on me. Shouldnt I be avoiding all aspects of human life?
Then I smelt the delectable scent of human blood and smiled. I knew why.
A human asylum was such a convenient place to be able to feed. These humans were not cared about, the psychos of society, the nut cases, the crazies. No one particularly cared if a few went missing. The admission dates and the dates on their tombstones always matched up. I figured I was sparing them from the horrible tortures the other carers used to cure them. Shock treatments and crude brain surgery.
I wandered up and down the generic concrete corridor; I could hear the screams of the surviving patients. I had to be inconspicuous you see, not all of them could disappear at once, though my mouth filled with venom at the thought.
Focus I told myself.
I looked on the clipbo
Alice 4: AsylumIt felt like my eyes had only shut for a few seconds when someone was grabbing my shoulders and shaking me awake.Alice 4: Asylum6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mary! Mary Alice, wake up! Quickly! Mothers sharp whisper cut through the drowsy haze that fogged my brain. My eyes inched open.
What? I mumbled, yawning and rubbing my eyes.
Get up! Now! She yanked my covers off, and I shivered in the cool air.
Why? I looked out the window--it was dark out, not even a hint of sunlight. Its not even morning, and its a school--
Do what I say, Mary Alice! Mother hissed, her voice shaking with fury. I sat up and stretched, realizing on an afterthought that Mother only called me Mary Alice when she was extremely angry.
I was moving too slow for her liking--with a bony hand, she grabbed my arm and pulled me off of the bed and started pushing me out of my room.
Whats wrong? Hey, I need to get dressed! Now I was panicking; I tried to turn ar
Love, Loss, and Despair-6The next morning Jojo woke up at 6:00A.M. to walk up to his favorite place: the observatory. It had always been his place to just be who he was, and it helped him straighten out problems in his life. however, this visit wa to write a song tributing his dad. The thought of Ned never actually hearing his song made his heart sink a bit. Jojo sucked it up, and starting to trudge up to the hill. Once he hopped inot the bucket and unfolded the umbrella, Jojo placed the small stone onto the massive boulders to get gravity to push him upwards. Once out of the bucket, Jojo sat on his red unicycle and held onto the largerubber band that held him to the swing. As soon as he heard the band start to stretch farther than the board, he pulled the trigger to thrust himself upward with a Boing! The air around him was cold, but rapidly warming up as the day grew. Once back on ground, Jojo uproached his doorstep and went into the observatory itself.Love, Loss, and Despair-67 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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Later at the funeral itself, Jo
Plus Size WomanI am a plus size woman.Plus Size Woman9 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I have curves that would make the autobaun quiver with XTC.
I have never worn a size small.
I have heard every fat joke in the book, written in the stars and thought up in a drinken binge.
I have cried at how they cut to my heart when though I laugh on the outside.
I am a plus size woman.
I have a naughty eyes that make men stop and stare.
I ache when its damp because my joints are worn from carrying around extra weight.
I take pain killers to forget my pain.
But not from my body.
I am a plus size woman.
I am sexy with out trying because I know how to move to music and flaunt the things other girls don't have.
Like breasts and hips.
I can admit that even though I am plus size and the world views me as 'lesser' person, I know my self worth is worth more then the oils sands in Alberta, the diamond mines in Africa and the gold in Donald Trumps jewellery box.
I am a plus size woman.
I know I am beautiful even if you don't.
Skinny girls aren't as much fun in bed as I
BreatheNothing is lucid in his headBreathe6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
as he lies down in this bed.
His mind cant interpret
what is going on.
Everything hurts; everythings wrong.
Its getting hard to see.
Now he waits, begins to wheeze.
Everythings dark, hes pleading please.
Its not enough for him to breathe.
Mangled insides churn within.
He clutches his chest, heaving in.
Hes surprised that hes still breathing.
His breath is rugged, his eyes shut, serving
as his sheathing.
Everythings been caught and strung.
Everythings gone horribly numb.
His breathings began to settle,
but the liquid escaping his insides . . .
it keeps flowing; it continues to mettle.
went out like a light.
But it is his body
that continues to fight.