Alice In Wonderland

Alice, having impulsively imbibed the entire bottle and grown into a giant within the White Rabbit’s house.

“There ought to be a book written about me, there ought! And when I grow up, I’ll write one-but I’m grown up now,” she added in a sorrowful tone: “at least there’s no room to grow up any more here.”

“But then,” thought Alice, “shall I never get any older than I am now? That’ll be a comfort, one way-never to be an old woman-but then-always to have lessons to learn! Oh, I shouldn’t like that!”

I love Alice. She’s young, impulsive, and fearless. And she’s afraid of growing up, which makes me think of my twenty-second birthday coming up…

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  1. The name's Anais. says:

    I am a die-hard Alice in Wonderland fan. I collect old copies of AiW books, and anything that has to do with her and the world created for her by Lewis Caroll. I heart you, Mona, in a non-creepy way. =D

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