Open | Alice x ____
The woman had gotten out of work and changed into her usual sweater and jeans. The sleeves of course were much too long, but they hid the fact that she bit her nails and sometimes even the skin nearby. Scabs and scars littered her arms and hands; all were the effect of who she was. Alice’s hair was of course in the way and fluffy. She looked almost like an organized mess.
As she walked down the street her most common companion, the Cheshire Cat, began to walk alongside her. Say Alice, how about we go do something today? Alice closed her eyes and mumbled to the cat, “No, every time... we go do something I end up in--” She opened her eyes after it was too late and she found herself on the ground. “I--” She clutched at the hem of her sweater in embarrassment. Maybe some other day, Alice. Curse that cat... Alice stood and bowed deeply towards the other. “Sorry...”














