Your name is…Alice Liddell…a young home schooled girl…your mother died a few months prior…and you’ve been taken care of by your older sister, Lorinda Liddell…and one day you and your older sister sit by the river bank…you4 older sister trying to teach you a simple history lesson…how could she?..is she not upset of what happened?..it’s not like she didn’t understand…No no—she much to old for that…you miss your mother…and your father…you wish everything would just stop— wish you were at the age where you would not understand—you wish you were at home… mother, and father and the kitchen…as you pet you cat, Donna… it doesn’t help of the body changes you’ve been having either… you’ve been starting to question who you truly are… but you sat there… deep inside your unending side… you sure sound…of footsteps… down the trail… it’s strange you weren’t expecting anyone else to be here, it’s far too early for anyone else to show up but you and your sister… and when you look up… you see a rabbit… wearing a waistcoat, and top hat… quickly running down the path before stammering a rhyme…))

“BYJOVES! IM LATE! IM LATE IM LATE IM LATE IM LATE! IF IM LATE THE QUEEN WILL SURLEY SEAL MY FATE! I FEEL I MAY FANTE! BUT THERES NO TIME TO TANTE! IM LATE IM LATE IM LATE!”