<div style="text-align: justify;">It had started simply enough. Just a creative child, with an overly active imagination. She talked to her pets, drew pictures of a land of fantasy, and wrote fantastic stories. All very normal for a young child. But it had gotten... different, as she grew up. The drawings were more elaborate and detailed. She started writing long stories about that specific land. And isolating herself more and more from family and friends.<br/><br/>One day, at the end of his rope, her father had taken it all away. He had burned her stories, her drawings, everything. His hope was that she would wake up to the reality around her. But it got even worse. She lost her wits when she saw what her father had done. Her work of years turned into ashes. It pushed her over the edge. She isolated herself even more. Barely left her room, and getting her to eat was a daily battle.<br/><br/>Everyone was always afraid that she would do something stupid. And she did, as soon as she found the opportunity. Her mother had come to her room to give her a haircut. The scissors were harmless, but she brought a mirror. As the woman had left the room for just a moment, Alice broke the mirror and used it at her wrist. Her poor mother went back in the room to find her daughter still clutching the piece of mirror as the bright red blood flowed to the floor.<br/><br/>That was how she had been taken there. Her wrist was better now, and she was calm again. They had given her a notebook and pencils. She wasn't a danger for anyone, not even herself, as long as she was left alone. The place was depressing, but Alice didn't really look outside her mind unless she had to ask for more notebooks or pencils.<br/><br/>At the moment, she was in the bathroom, getting rid of the pills. She had learned how to pretend to swallow them and flush them down later. It was easy after you got the hang of it, after all. As the knocks came on the door, Alice jumped. She thought it was one of the nurses. White Rabbit? What the...? Opening the door, Alice blinked several times. She stared in shock for a few seconds, before taking one step ahead and trying to touch the White Rabbit to make sure he was real.</div>