1. Chapter 1 (1/1)

hey people i haven't written fan-fiction in a while but i came up with an alice in wonderland modern au so here we go! (also this is more of a pg 13 story because it's very dark)

alice's pov

i was sitting in my room in the asylum my parents put me in. i've been here since i was eight years old. i'm fourteen now. the six years i've been here have all been the same. every night i have nightmares and every day i see things that the doctors say i shouldn't be seeing. they say i talk nonsense and i make no sense. they claim i'm delusional. every day they ask me questions about my dreams. they're always the same ones. the same questions. every day. i've heard those questions so much that i've managed to memorize them. then at the end of those sessions they ask me what a perfect world to me would be. i don't know why they ask this. i always give the same answer: "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. what it is wouldn't be and what it wouldn't be it would." (-lewis carroll) they always got confused when i said that but it always makes perfect sense to me.

i heard footsteps come toward my room. "it must be the doctor" i whispered to myself. sure enough the doctor came to the door and took me into his room. he sat in his chair and i sat in mine. "so miss liddel, how do you feel today?" he asked. "tired, as always. i have a headache too." i replied while rubbing my head. "ah." he said scribbling that down. "so what did you dream about last night miss liddel?" he asked setting down his paper. "well, there was a little door, then i shrank and went through it. then there was a rabbit, he was white with a vest and watch. there was a smiling cat too. and a smoking caterpillar." i said. "so the same as always." he asked. i nodded. "okay so do you feel good or bad about this?" he asked me. i shrugged. "alright. i'm going to take you back to your room now." he walked me back to my room.

i wondered why the doctor hadn't asked me the last question. i didn't really care though. less work for me. i walked around my cell wondering why i always dream the same thing and always said the same things. i always couldn't sleep after the dream and always had a headache. "what does this mean?" i asked myself. i sat on my bed and looked out the small window. "will i ever be normal again?" i asked myself.

the end of that chapter! sorry it's a short one. i'm glad i finally found time to sit down and write this. school has really taken up my time but thankfully summer is coming soon!