When I started falling I kept my eyes on the sun, because that's how I could tell where up was. But eventually, the light faded to darkness and I couldn't tell up from down, it just seemed as if I'd keep falling. As I continued plunging into the darkness, I saw many things pass me by. There was a piano, flowers, mirrors, doors, and many many clocks and pocket watches. Looking in all directions, I finally saw what I assumed to be the ground.

"Ahh! Alice!" Something screamed my name I thought. I looked for the source of the sound, only to see the white rabbit at supposedly the bottom of this pit. He jumped at the sight of me falling, getting closer and closer to him. I kept spinning, and the next time my eyes caught sight of the ground that rabbit had gone. It didn't seem like there was anywhere to go, but a much greater fear than that overcame me. I'm falling and the ground is close. Bracing myself, my body collided with the smooth tile and I felt no pain. "Well alright then." I spoke to myself. I was grateful that the fall hadn't harmed me, but I still had no idea where I was or how to get home.

Brushing the dust off my dress I realized that the hole I had fallen through was replaced by an umbrella ceiling. "Hello?" I wasn't expecting an answer, but it couldn't hurt to try. Around all the walls were several doors, each a different size and color, none of them matched the creme walls and the ceiling which held a color of baby blue and lavender combined. I tried all of them. None of them worked. The only one that was left was a tiny door, no bigger than the size of mouse. I grunted in frustration and a loud boom came from behind me. I whipped around and suddenly there was a humongous glass table in the center of the floor. Of course, I walked up to it, looking through the glass.
"Alice in the Looking glass, sounds unique." I don't care that no one listening or can't hear me, I talk for my sake sometimes, not for anyone else's.

   There's a key on the table.
"No way." I let out a long sigh, and began observing the area for any way to get up there. All I saw was a small cake on the floor beside me.

"Eat me?" It read. "I wonder if anyone actually eats strange food that an unknown somebody put out." Then I remembered someone had screamed my name while I was falling.

How do they know my name...?

Hesitantly I picked up the piece of cake and smelled it, looking for any suspicious smell. There was nothing.

Chocolate. Yum.

I couldn't help but to think of how hungry I actually was, as I haven't eaten since breakfast. I lifted the cake to my mouth and took a small bite.

Tastes like chocolate.

But I knew I shouldn't have eaten it. My body began to ache all over, sending shivers down my spine. It felt like my body was being pulled apart. And apparently it was.

   I closed my eyes in attempt to avoid the headache engulfing my brain.The aching didn't stop. No matter how much I wished it did, it wouldn't.

   When I opened my eyes, I saw the ceiling.

How is this possible? What happened?

Looking at my feet, I had grown.

  I bent down and picked up the key that was sitting on the table; only now it was the size of my pinky fingernail when compared to me. On the table was yet another mysterious item; a bottle labeled "drink me"

If the first one made me big, maybe the drink will make me small again.

   And both my surprise and not, it did. Very small indeed. The key was normally sized too, and I stuck it through the hole in the mouse door.
It unlocked. I opened it to see a world just like the one I would dream about as a child, telling my father about it almost every night.

   The flowers were huge and brightly colored, them and the greenest plants I'd ever seen outlined the cobblestone path that lie ahead. The bushes bare fruit, exotic fruits that I had never seen before. Even if I didn't know what they were, they looked delicious anyways. There is something... enchanting... about this place. Most things just seem magical because they carry an illusion, but this place truly was what my father would call it... a Wonderland.