It's alright, everyone can be a little mad sometimes. I have a name you know, you don't have to keep calling me the Narrator. My name is Willow Willa Von Hatter. Granddaughter of the Mad Hatter. My mother went off and married Some guy with the last name Von Hatter and then was Committed to an Insane Asylum for the Criminally Insane and then found out she was pregnant with little old me! I'm not that insane as my mother or my father, I'm simple and somewhat sane.
Living in the nuthouse, isn't all that bad, at least I don't think it is. Children here were exposed to the snow puffs and poking sticks, That's heroin and needles for those who don't have a brain, We also have chocolate milk and someone green maple leafs ,rocks and other fun giddy medicine. Almost everyone at the house was exposed to Alcohol, abuse and drug abuse and maybe standing on the side of the street wearing sheep clothing if they let you out for being good. Let me draw up a legend for y'all to understand what I'm saying so you're not confused. Also if you haven't read the First book, what the fuck are you doing? Stop reading and go back to the first story! God!
What they say & What they mean:
Snow Puffs is really Heroin
Poking Sticks / Darts / Arrows / Bows / Burning Arrows is really Needles / Blunts / Cigars / Lighters / Lit Cigarettes
Chocolate Milk / Bad Water is really Any Alcohol
Green maple leafs is really Marijuana
Rocks/Powdered Snow is really Cocaine
Standing on the side of the street / Wearing sheep's clothing is really Prostitution & Wearing very little clothing
Normans / Nuthouse is really Normal people / Insane Asylum for the Criminally Insane
Nailer is really A Nailer is a guy who managed to pick up all the girl's and nail them down like a Hammer
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Stuck Between Worlds: Tea Cup of Madness
Short StoryThe questions we ask, don't always get answer'd. We're a little crazy and mad but we don't always look at the bigger picture. Welcome to Safe-Haven, It's our little Tea Cup Of Madness. Short but stupid!
