Story-writing

The Rabbit Hole

I cursed myself for not having enough time to yank Ina’s hand when I tumbled down the rabbit hole. It was my first time, and annoying though she is, it always helped to have someone else going through first-times with you. Now that I’m down here, I don’t know what to do! Oh, Ina would have known what to do. She’s so smart. With her books and brushes and all. She’s so smart. I am clever too. With my books and brushes and all. I am clever too. Only, now, I don’t really know what to do.

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