Losingthegame Stories

'I looked at the pictures that were surrounding me in the minuscule room. Sighing deeply, I search for a doorknob. I need to get out of here. Falling onto the ground, dramatically, to sit for a moment of rest, I spot something shining in the middle of two picture frames. Aha! I stand up, once again and walk over to the place in which I spotted it. I tear one of the pictures and see a crystal-like knob. I twist and pull it, fearing that the door is locked, it opens. I sigh out in relief. Once I’m out I meet the eyes of the one who deceived me, how I ended up here. I roll my eyes at her, she smirks proudly, like she won a game. “Looks like you lost that one, Alice. You’ll need to start over now.” Sincerity is laced in her voice, but we both know it’s a lie. “Ha! How did I lose? You just want to break me, huh? That’s the only way you win? Well let me tell you something,” I lean in close to her as she quirks her eyebrows up in amusement, “You’re the one who’ll lose.” I laugh humorously; she rolls her eyes at me. “Start her over guards, see you soon, wonderland.”' -Excerpt --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Alice Smith is 16 and has spent her life moving because of her dad's job. But, this time, is the last time she's moving, so she's told. Alice begins to make new friends, or at least try to. Until suddenly, She begins to get notes, warning her about a so-called friend that will betray he. Alice begins to become cautious and doesn't trust anyone anymore, except one of them, did she choose the wrong person though?