The detective escorted the parents through the mortuary. “I’m so very sorry for this. I have to warn you, this will be a rather large shock. You need to prepare yourselves.”
He led them to one of the metal drawers and pulled it open, revealing a small body wrapped in white material. “Are you ready?” he asked. Slowly and reluctantly, they nodded. When he pulled aside the sheet, the woman fell down to her knees, crying and retching. The husband lowered himself to her level and buried her face into his chest, squeezing his eyes shut in a failed attempt to remain stoic and calm for his wife. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He cleared his throat and quietly choked out a few barely audible words. “That’s… that’s her. That’s our girl”.
On the table lay a small child, around the age of 8. Her face, arms, and shoulders were half eaten, with tiny rodent bite marks scattered across her skin. Stiff white hairs littered her torn dress and matted blonde curls. On the half of her face that remained intact was a joyful, delighted smile, frozen for the rest of time.
“H-how?” gasped the man. His wife continued to bawl into his shirt, soaking it with her tears.
The detective hesitated. “We… we pulled her out of a sewage pipe. One arm was pinned to her side, the other outstretched. And her face and shoulders… Well, you can see.”
The man stared blankly at the detective, who slowly continued.
“We’re not sure what animal was responsible for this, but forensics said it might have been rabbits. We’re not sure why rabbits would act this way. Especially while the girl was still al-” He stopped himself from continuing.
“Why did we name her Alice,” the mother sobbed hysterically into her husband’s shoulder. “We could have named her anything else, anything in the world”. As the man began to sob as well, he placed a hand on his wife’s head. In his other hand, he held a tightly crumpled note with an untidy, childlike scrawl that read:
“I’m going to find my rabbit hole.
I know you’ll miss me, and I’m sorry.
But don’t be sad…
I’m in Wonderland.”
oh oh my
this was very well written, however i do suggest that you add a little more of a twist. the name was a wonderful idea but you could go into more detail of how she died and add just a tad more gore. it was a beautifully written story though.
“I’m in Wonderland.”
[spoiler]ALLLLLLRIGHTY THEN[/spoiler]
10/10 amazing
i had to watch the movie to get the joke
Wow what was interesting o wish it was longer thought but really great
OOOOOOMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PLOT TWIST!
Just a few pet peeves from a mortuary science student:
-bodies are stored and identified in a morgue, not a mortuary
-a coroner identifies the bodies, not a detective, though I suppose a coroner could also be a detective
-families are seldom allowed into morgues and embalming rooms, unless they happen to be job shadowing or simply work there
This is the reason why I like tiny or short creepy pastas. They kinda just smack you with everything at once and when you’re done, you’re yearning for more. But then again, it’s creepy pasta, so they’re won’t be a part 2 . . . unless the author sees this comment. Make more stories like this!
Why did I think this was hilarious?
Eminems is stupid
I liked it a lot! I have written lots of poems using alice in wonderland as the theme myself, but i liked this story the best i think. If anything it made me truly sad. because she knew she was going to die and she was okay with that at such a young age, and to be exposed to that at that age, it makes me sad. But overall i loved it. Keep up the good work! 🙂
This was Beautiful Not as scary as it was sad.
WOW!!!!!!! I DIDNT EXPECT THE END….. I LOVE IT…. I ABSOULUTELY LOVETT.
That was pretty good!!! 5/5
Was REALLY creeped out… Think about this pasta in quiet moments… Really clever.
I agree with UltimatePasta.
“I’m in Wonderland.”
Oh.
BRUHHHH!!!!!!! THAT WAS AWESOME!!!!!