User:The anonymous human

the wonderland murderer

((September 4 is the day this story begins)) A young teenage girl with long, waist length blonde hair, named Katrina was heading to school with mixed feelings. She was happy that the next day was going to be her birthday and the day was going great so far....until she arrived at the hell hole she called school. She ran to her locker hearing insults as she passed that were along the lines of " whore, fat ass, idiot, stupid phsycopath, etc." she slammed open her locker with great force and hurriedly got her things, like books, notebooks, pencils,pens, etc. so she wouldn't have to deal with the biggest slut and bully in school,Brianna, who was a basic Barbie doll stereotype.

'shit shit shit!' She thought as she was about to grab her last book but got slammed against a neighboring locker " well,well, looks like the phsycopath was trying to avoid us!" She heard Brianna say with a laugh following her sentence " what do you want Brianna?!" "What do I want? To humiliate you as you deserve, you fucking fat ass!" Katrina was about to come up with a comeback but a forceful punch silenced her, causing an ugly purple/black bruise to form on her right cheek. She held her cheek with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes but she didn't let them fall.

Soon the school bell rang, saving her from anymore confrontations, and Brianna, with her group of friends, rushed to class. Katrina thought that maybe she should just go to the strange wonderland the world she often fantasized about, which was ironically the cause of her unpopular personality, or ditch class and get slapped by her parent....she decided just to go to class to avoid any punishments.

She sat in the back of the class room near the window, fantasizing about her dream world until the moment was suddenly shattered by her teachers shrill voice "Miss Katrina! please explain why you're late?! And why do you have a bruise?" " I'm sorry that i was late.I fell down the stairs......." " are you sure that's the truth?" The teacher questioned with suspicion in her eyes" yes I'm sure." Katrina replied in fear that Brianna will just beat her up for mentioning the truth. Especially since Brianna was glaring at her during the whole exchange along with her mindless followers "Well then, miss Katrina please head to the nurses office." " yes ma'm" she started heading to the nurses office, using her hair to cover a majority of her pale face, especially the bruise.

She sighed as she entered her own land that she called wonderland again. The floor was white and black checkerboard, a few chess piece building here and there, cards stacked up into a wide table with tea cups in each spot where there was a chair, there were a few mushrooms and toadstools here and there, the sky seemed to be purple and all the lockers in the hallway looked surreal and morphed, twisted unnaturally, not a person was in sight.

She hummed silently as she continued walking to the nurse office, which she's visited so many times. Katrina walked up to the desk and talked to the lady about why she was there before she walked over to the nurse.

"What seems to be the problem?" The nurse asked in a polite voice " I fell down the stairs and hurt my cheek on the railing, I was able to luckily catch myself before I fell down anymore steps." " I'm sorry about that and it's your birthday tomorrow too, isn't it? "yeah........." she trailed off slightly.The nurse handed her a ice pack and sent her back to class.

She sat in class for the rest of the day,bored out of her mind, so she started to doodle a kitchen knife but sadly didn't get to finish it since the bell rang. She ran out of her school and started to walk home, glad that she didn't share the same way back home with any of the bullies. She was happy to go home until she saw her older brother there "you're finally home idiot!" " nice to see you too....." She mumbled out before she was tackled into a hug by her little sister " KATRINA YOURE HOME!!!!" Katrina literally felt her ears ringing from the loudness of her sisters voice. " yes, yes i am." Once she finally got her sister to let go she walked upstairs to her small room.

Katrina's p.o.v 'today was a hard day at school but it was at least a little bit more bearable than other days' I thought as I locked my door, checking it twice to make sure, and grabbed my pocket knife. I slid it across my wrist seeing the crimson dots of blood coming out of the wound. I felt tears run down my face but I barely felt the pain, it was probably from the words describing myself flowing through my head.

After I was finished, I cleaned up all the blood and bandaged my wrist. I grabbed my phone and a pair of black and red headphones carefully to make sure I wouldn't cause any friction between the bandages and cuts.

I soon started playing 'pain by three days grace' On my phone. While I listened to the music I began to think over my life and why I wouldn't just kill myself already; but then I thought a little bit more and realized it was because of my little sister, I smiled a tiny bit at the thought of her but went back to frowning and just sat there listening to the song.

Out of no where I got a drawing inspiration that needed to be used so I  started drawing the idea down immediately. I drew the design and colored it in, it ended up being a white rose stained with blood, only a bit of the white was still showing.

After a few more hours of mindlessly drawing I began to start falling asleep only for my mom to burst through my door " KATRINA!!!!!!!! WHY ARENT YOU ASLEEP YET?!" I silently groaned at her constant yelling voice, "I was just going to fall asleep before you barged through my door and screamed at me. and it's not my fault I have insomnia." With that said I covered my head with my pillow harshly to express my anger with body language. All my blonde hair ended up falling in my face, which annoyed me greatly, then tried sleeping after my mom left the room.

-the next day- I woke up groggily, glaring at my phone that kept going off before I realized that today was my birthday. Once I remembered that, I rushed to my closet and grabbed a black, loose, T-shirt, black skinny jeans, and instead of my usual purple hoody I grabbed my red one and put on a pair of dark combat boots, with slight patterns carved into them by yours truly, and to finish the whole outfit off I put on my mad hatter hat, my own version of course.

I ran to the bathroom and started brushing my hair like crazy so I won't be late; then ran into the kitchen and got some toast and lastly I ran to the bus stop with my sister, my brother got to stay home today since he was "sick", screw older brothers,they are big douches sometimes.

Once my bus arrived I hugged my little sister and rushed onto the big yellow machine, that stunk of hormonal teenagers and rotten milk. I sat by myself,looking out the window seeing my little sister waiting for her bus she waved at me goodbye, slowly I waved back.

I sighed once she was out of sight and sat back in my seat, waiting for the bus to arrive. once it did I noticed a large group of people outside the vehicle, waiting for something or someone. I got out of the bus with caution and hurriedly tried to walk past the group only to get shoved against a brick wall "WE'RE TIRED OF YOU PHSCOPATH!!!! YOU NEED TO STOP GIVING US BAD LUCK YOU- YOU WITCH!!!" Lilith yelled at me " what? What on earth are you talking about?!" I asked with my blue and green eyes wide in shock and confusion. She stayed silent then threw me on the ground with a wicked glare and started kicking and punching me. I started to scream in pain as the rest started to join including Brianna. Eventually I started coughing up blood and felt light headed, why weren't the teachers doing anything?

Soon my luck happened to finally arrive and the school bell rang causing everyone to rush to class so they wouldn't have to deal with any of the other teachers. I slowly started to get up before I sprinted with a limp inside the school to class only to get more questions from the teachers about what had happened. I just came up with stupid excuses that made sense since I knew if I told anything remotely close to the truth I would be beat to death by bullies, today was proof of that.

When it was break time, I sat on the roof and put my red hood up so I wouldn't get sun burned since my skin was so pale it was almost White. I just sat there pondering what they could've meant by me bringing any bad luck to them until the break was over. I went back inside, fighting against staying there on the roof.

During my next class all I could do was wait for the next break,which was lunch, to begin, just hoping for this damn day to end!

-time skip- When it was finally lunch time I sat at an empty table and took out my lunch of cold pasta that I packed and cooked myself.

I sat there in silence with no one to talk to until lunch was over, getting many glares from other tables, it was honestly shocking that they didn't walk over here and attack me. After that was done and over with the day seemed to go on forever until finally the bell rang, making it seem like a saint today. I ran as quick as I could to the bus so I wouldn't get beat up again and luckily made it. I waited on the bus until I got home.

Once I arrived at my house I was greeted with a slap across my face "YOUNG LADY! WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT DRAWING BLOODY AND VIOLENT THINGS!!!???" My mom yelled as she was holding my rose picture. I just ignored her, holding my stinging cheek with one hand and grabbed my picture with the other, thinking to myself 'great, now I'll have matching bruises on my cheeks.' Then walked to my room in silence. Alonh the way my brother called me a fat ass, as usual, but I just ignored him and walked to my room.

Following my usual schedule, I began to cut my wrist with my pocket knife, but this time a little bit deeper than usual. "Happy birthday to me.... Happy birthday to me........" I sang quietly to myself, thinking that today was the worst and I should just commit suicide already, it's not even like anyone would care, I had no friends, no one who truly cared. Why not just let the bullies win..

I was about to cut even deeper until that thought Ran trough my head before continuing off that thought ' you know what since I'm so headstrong I shouldn't let them win! They don't deserve my time, they don't deserve the satisfaction of getting what they want.'

My eye twitched slightly as I started to smile widely, my brain conjuring up a perfect plan. I waited till the clock struck midnight before I snuck downstairs and went into the bathroom, grabbing my moms black hair dye, I began to dye my long blonde hair the color of the darkest raven's feathers before I made it look incredibly messy and curly.I was just about to leave until I remembered how my mom had some toxins from work somewhere around here, maybe I can use them to my advantage.

I looked everywhere until I found them, I popped open one of the caps and drank some, not really caring what the effects would be. I looked into the mirror and saw that my skin managed to become even more pale, literally white now, making the dark circles under my eyes stand out more causing me to smirk evilly and silently chuckle "i have an idea for this new look." I said to myself before I snuck downstairs.

I searched around, looking for the black cat my mom owned that hated my guts. I grabbed it before going into the kitchen and picked out a large kitchen knife.I cut off its ears and tail after stabbing its little heart.

I walked back to the restroom, holding the parts to my side. I recently sharpened my nails that night so that they were sharp points that were a raven color, almost like my new hair. I Took in a deep breath as I slowly parted said hair to the side, bracing myself for some pain. Using the knife I cut two irregular pieces of skin off my scalp on either side of my head, tears streaming down my face along with trails of blood, placing the cat ears on the areas before I stitched them onto my head, putting my mad hatter hat on after.

I then did the same technique to the tail and attached it to my skin just above the tail bone. After that I took out a pair of cat eye contacts and put them in my eyes. I smiled at my reflection, a large chesire cat grin forming at how I looked, flashing my fangs in the small sliver of moonlight.I looked down at my large kitchen knife and smiled even wider.

"If I couldn't have had a good life...then neither can they. Hahahhahaha! For now on I'm Kat, the wonderland murderer! I always hated my old name anyways!" More crazed laughter filled the small room, echoing off the walls.

-switch p.o.v- she snuck into her moms room in silence,a wide insane smile on her face. She walked over to her moms bed and covered the sleeping women's mouth seeing her eyes open before widening. Which just made her smile wider "sweet dreams." ((No, this isn't from a Jeff rip-off its based off thesong sweet dreams)) She whispered then she grabbed the kitchen knife and plunged it into her moms stomach, cutting upwards and ripped out her heart along with her other organs.

Once done, she dragged her moms corpse to the family room area and hung her to the ceiling fan by her large intestines "What are you going to do now mom?! Slap me?! Hit me?!" She spat out, heading to the next room.

She entered her brothers room with the same amount of stealth that she used for her mom.She stood over his sleeping body and said in a whispery voice "oh how peaceful.... I don't like it." She grabbed her knife,covering her brothers mouth then plunged the knife into his neck watching him drown in his own blood, making a gurgling noise "sweet dreams." She said yet again in a sing song voice.she decided to write the saying on the Walls just for extra measures.

lastly, she went to her sisters room, calming down slightly as she smiled normally instead of insanely. "I'm sorry about doing this but it will bring you to a better place....." She slowly walked over to her sleeping sister and stabbed her really deep in the heart "sweet dreams..... You were like a queen to me. you didn't deserve to have a sister like me, you deserved someone better, my queen of hearts. " With that she kissed her sisters forehead and walked back to her brothers room.

she dragged his corpse to the family room, putting him on all fours near her moms 'fancy' couch, then grabbed her sister gently, putting her in the fancy chair. She put her sisters feet up onto her brothers back and ran back to the youngest family member's room, grabbing a dress up crown and wand before putting them on her beautiful queen.

she wrote 'sweet dreams' and that 'her new name was Kat the wonderland murderer' on all the walls in the family room. Lastly she jumped out of her window. With her phone ,her moms phone, headphones,along with her sketch pad and a few pencils stuffed into a bag. She ran deep into the woods and entered her own little wonderland...the whole reason why she was picked on, but instead of the usual way it looked it was almost entirely different,the sky was a vibrant red while everthything else was crimson and black or red and black checkerboard, everything covered in ash. she liked this version a lot more. Humming sweet dreams the whole time.

she decided that she couldn't keep her knife bloody so she started licking the blood off it before thinking about making a new type of tea for the tea party. News: we have been faced with another serial killer going by the name of the wonderland murderer. The police believe that this killer is Katrina jay who has had a tragic past but they assure that she will be caught and put in a mental asylum. We'll show a picture of her recently below, contact the police if you see her. She known for setting up her victims in a certain pose to make it seem as if they're having a tea party or just like scenes from the infamous book, Alice's adventures in wonderland.

disclaimer: sorry if this character is like a Mary Sue or just really cheesy, but I wrote this when I was like 11 or 12, I just recently edited it to make it flow better ))