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Dorothy versus Alice
Dorothy, the Twister
My name is Dorothy. You may know me from the amazing story, The Wizard of Oz.
You probably heard many variations of how my home crushed a lady. Then, some woman appeared out the sky in a pink bubble and gave me the lady's red slippers. Then a whole lot of stuff happened afterwards. That was a crazy day.
What you haven't heard is my perspective of my story. It is easy to hear one side and come to a conclusion based on what you already know. However, hear my side and then make a final conclusion.
Let's begin the story:
I was outside picking flowers, with my best friend and dog, Toto. The sun shined beautifully. There wasn't any evidence a storm was about to hit until the horses and cows started a ruckus in the barn.
Toto and I ran to check on the animals. The cows were fine, but the horses looked spooked. I didn't know what to do to keep them from neighing. Toto thought best to bark at them, which only scared them more.
The wind began howling. The trees swayed ferociously in the breeze.
I walked into the wind and glanced at the sky. The clouds slowly mashed together. I thought it would rain, but I saw a baby twister beyond the horizon. It slowly grew as it snatched up everything in its path.
I scanned the barn. I couldn't find Uncle Henry or Auntie Em.
Wanting to save myself from sudden death, I snatched Toto from the ground and hurried across the field into the house. Alone in my room, I cuddled Toto. The twister ruined the barn, carrying the horses and cows in its wake. I thought surely it wouldn't destroy the house.
It howled and growled. Before I could blink, it lifted my house from the ground sending Toto and I into a whirlpool.
Welcome to Oz
I opened my eyes. Toto was licking my face. Apparently, the spinning must have knocked me out. I slowly crawled out of bed and went to the window.
There were two legs in front of my window. I seriously didn't know they were still attached to the body.
I picked up Toto and walked out of the house. Everything looked different. Before I could blink, there were a group of munchkins before me. They really looked like Santa's elves, except they had more color in their faces.
I'm assuming: the leader of the munchkins came to congratulate me for killing the Wicked Witch of the East. I replied, "I didn't kill anyone."
He pointed towards the legs underneath the house. I gasped. "I didn't mean to kill her."
Noticing my shock, he calmed me. He assured me that I done a good deed. She was evil and no one liked her, but it still didn't keep me from thinking about the fact I murdered someone.
Soon after, I noticed a pink bubble in the sky. The munchkins exclaimed, "Glenda!"
"Who's Glenda?" I asked.
"I'm the Good Fairy of the North," she replied. "I see you have killed the Evil Witch of the East, my sister."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."
"Nonsense. My sister and I weren't close. We disagreed on many things. It's about time justice was served."
She waved her wand. "To express my gratitude, I'll give you these." Before I knew it, there were ruby slippers on my feet.
"Why did you--?"
"--You're going to need these. My sister didn't deserve them, so now they're yours."
I was grateful for the new shoes, but I wanted to go home. I needed to get back to Kansas. Glenda must have read my mind because she said, "Follow the yellow brick road if you wish to go home."
"Where will it take me?"
"To the wizard of Oz!" The munchkins exclaimed.
"The wizard of Oz? Who's he?"
"He specializes in all magical things. He should be able to get you home." Glenda responded.
"I guess I'm off to see the wizard of Oz." I stood at the beginning of the yellow brick road and walked on it until the munchkins and Glenda were out of sight.
There Is No Place Like Home
All the adventures that have been recorded of my life were false. I never met a lion, a scarecrow, or a tin-man. After meeting the munchkins and Glenda, I walked down the yellow brick road to get to the Wizard.
I did run into the Wicked Witch of the West. God, what an awful woman. She accused me of robbery and tried to take the ruby slippers.
Fortunately, I read enough books to know witches hate water. I grabbed a pail of water and threw it on her. Before I knew it, the only thing left of her was her hat and clothes.
The flying monkeys were thrilled to see her dead. Guess good does triumph over evil.
Now I was able to see the Wizard. Unfortunately, he was a fraud and couldn't get me home. I was upset and thought I was stuck in Oz.
Glenda came and soothed me. "Dorothy, you've always had the power to go home. You didn't think you did."
I clicked my heels three times and I was home.
Alice, the Adventure
I'm assuming you met Dorothy already, which means it is my turn to tell my story. Fortunately, you have heard the truth of my story plenty of times. You haven't heard my perspective.
It all started in the fields. I was with my sister because we always hung out during the afternoon. We sat under a shaded tree and she read me a story.
The story was boring. Eventually, I drifted off to sleep with my cat in my arms. I don't know how long I was out, but when I awoke, my sister was gone. I called for her, but no answer. I couldn't believe she left me alone.
Soon after, I saw a rabbit heading my way. He was ranting about being late. My cat and I watched him as he zipped past us into a hole.
This was the big adventure I was waiting for.
My cat, Ollie, purred furiously. He did not want me to follow the strange rabbit. I ignored him and peered into the hole. Next thing, I fell down a seemingly never-ending tunnel. The landing didn't hurt.
I peered into the sky and I could no longer see Ollie or the field. I did notice how freakishly large everything was. A door in the corner was the only thing my size.
I walked to the door and tried to turn it. It screamed. I jumped back. He said I couldn't open the door unless I had the key.
I glanced around the room, but didn't see a key. His eyes pointed towards the large table. I was too small to reach the table. Then I noticed two pieces of bread next to the door. One would make me big and the other would make me small.
I took a bite out of one piece and before I knew it, I was tall enough to reach the table.
Well, I finally got to Wonderland. No one told me I would end up in a lonely place where no one cared about others.
I thought the Cheshire cat was my friend. Turns out he works for the Evil Queen, who doesn't like me. She is trying to kill me or arrest me. Either way, she is not a fan of Alice.
I don't like this strange place. Tweedledee and Tweedledum are morons. They're the twins from hell. All they care about is playing pranks on me.
So much for adventure. If this is it, I want out. I want to go home.
It Was All A Dream
Turns out, life in Wonderland was just one big dream. All of my adventures were a figment of my imagination.
I awoke in the field. My sister thought it was rude I drifted off to sleep. Sorry, her stupid story was boring. The story in my head was much better.
That goes to show you Alice is amazing.