Wonder A Novel
Author's note: I love Alice in Wonderland, and I couldn't resist putting my own twist on a piece of fan fiction.
PrologueIt was a the night before my wedding day. I was excited, glowing, ecstatic, just like any bride should be. All my family, and my fiancé’s family were gathered for the rehearsal dinner at our favorite restaurant. My family alone took up one long table. My little six-year-old niece came up to me and told me that it reminded her of Thanksgiving dinner.
My niece reminded me of myself when I was her age. She, like me, loved Alice in Wonderland, and, like, me had always dreamed of going to that whimsical world. It was my family’s belief that when you died, you moved on to another world, in the place that your heart needs most. I of course, still had the dream of being in Wonderland when I died, which of course would be much further down the road.
It seemed like if you were trying to talk to someone that you had to yell, because it was so loud, but that was just at our table. There was still all the other people in the restaurant, and their voices that you had to talk over.
The restaurant looked perfect tonight. There were plants hanging on the outer sides of the ceiling who’s vines flowed down in beautiful green leaves out of their pots. Draped across the inner part of the ceiling were little strings of lights that looked like little stars. The ceiling was a nighttime blue, and was textured to look like clouds in the night sky. The walls were shades of yellow, brushed with the same texture to blend in with the blue ceiling. To put it in one word; Perfect. But something happened that night. Something that would change the utter flawless, pristine beauty of that night.
We had invited all our friends and family to the event. Everyone except his uncle, who thought my family was rude, too outgoing, and dishonorable. We decided that if we didn’t want any trouble at our wedding, that we would not invite him. Oh, what a terrible mistake that was.
After the rehearsal dinner when we’d eaten more than we thought any human possibly could, and were practically deaf from the loud voices, we all walked back to our cars to head home.
My fiancé and I came in one car together. As we walked toward it, something stirred behind the shrubs surrounding the still bustling restaurant. I thought it nothing, and kept walking on.
Not four or so feet from the car I heard it again. This time, I turned around to see if it was some punk playing a prank.
“ Is everything alright, Alice? You’re acting a bit jumpy.”
“ No. I’m fine. Everything is fine.”
But everything was anything but fine. I turned back to face our car, and heard a loud
It was still ringing in my ears when I fell limp and lifeless to the ground, and just barely felt the warm, red blood flowing out of my chest before everything went dark.