My eyes open to reveal my room at the asylum.
The hell?It was all a dream?
It felt SO real, though..
I'm back in my old clothes. I actually enjoyed being all dressed up in the dream..
Hmm.. I'm going to shower now.
As I slip off my clothes and ease the ponytail out of my hair, something shifts in the air..
I hop in and let the water wash over me.
I feel along my left arm. Touching the scars of my past.
I started to think about how beautiful I looked and felt in my dream. I think I'm going to try to put some effort into the way I look now.
Might help, ya know?
As I wrap the towel around me, I look into the mirror, at the girl staring back.
She's a dark-haired beauty. With dim, dejected, brown eyes.
I take a deep breath and begin to brush the tangles out of my hair. It takes awhile, seeing as its just above my waist. With blonde streaks in random places. My bangs arent even down to my chin yet. As I am looking myself over, something happens.
My skin begins to crawl, then..
Something whispers "Through the looking glass, Alice! It's in there!"
The air shifts again. I feel like I'm in another dimension sometimes. Must be my psychotic side acting up again. Yipee.
I shake everything off and go into my closet.
Nothing even remotely cute.
Then an idea comes to me.
I could write to Matilda to bring me some stuff!
So with that I bring out my notebook and begin to write a letter to one of my closest, dearest friends.