lv.8 [Once a time..]

Once a time there was a young boy , he wasn’t liked , wasn’t smiled , he acted like a doll of wood , he didn’t know how to act , life nor to talk.  His thoughts  wasn’t liked and took him far far away  from world which everyone blindly lived , by acting this way he was even called “Puppet” or “Doll” , he didn’t dislike it but even liked , cuz he sometimes seemed to be like a puppet . 
After  another time when he was sorrowed and upset by his mind and thoughts , he was told a story about  fairy turning living wooden toy  into living human boy , by then he began to search for his help in this world. When hope and sign of the latest clue was lost , he  found  rumor about help in some darkened unknown place , boy gone there and met strange people  , after that he fall in deep sleep .

He woken up in some  fantasy-like crazy land , nothing there was right , cat was talking and smiling , rabbit was  acting like he works in palace , even playing cards seemed to live . Once a time smiling cat asked him nicely after long talk :
-Why you call yourself a puppet?
-I am empty and cold like a puppet.
-You aren’t , you are intelligent , have original eccentric mind ,care about what you fell to mind.
-But I still have no place to happily live , nor to know how to react and act  - his voice got cold and eyes empty like doll. 
-Even sense of life? - cat asked startled
-I had , but it flew away ,humanlike living doll is still a doll after all.
-if you had or don’t have, fell proud of being your own boss and having own laws and rules , if you don’t know how to be yourself neither someone , turn it into something good.
- You can’t make something from nothing!
- But that’s like everything was made , there is thin blue line between nothing and something.
Puppet boy tried to tell something more , but cat only smiled and vanished.

After this talk in later future, boy grown up and started to wear a hat and act like he was told. Whenever he was upset or had puppet style of live , he drank tea like it was his own drug to make him happy and alive .
If it all was a dream , he didn’t want to wake up , especially when he met a young girl with hair like a golden sun and acting like a God, he hold still in this dreaming style of life.

Like i said , usually in English i will write when Hatter will start to talk.
And Alice want to share what is going in her mind.
Why is it so hard to be on the same side?
There  is so many   other  sides , so why is it painful to have no doubt of being on the wrong side?

Time to go sleep , My Lil Alice.