once
upon a time, there was a little girl named Alice
who
was siting on a branch, swinging her legs as she
listened
to her sister reading, out loud. her pet cat Dinah
was
on her lap, and Alice was stroking her, she peeked into the book her
sister was reading. there were no pictures or conversations in it!
And of what use is a book, thought Alice if it has no pictures or
conversations
in
it, by now she had finished stroking Dinah and was making a daisy
chain the middles of the flowers reflected the golden sunlight
shining through Alice's
golden
brown hair she let her mind drift she found her self imagining her
own little world where nothing makes sense what woke her from her day
dreams was a white rabbit with a little bit of pink around its eyes
pass by and strangely enough she wasn't surprised in the least
when
the rabbit spoke
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