Once upon a time, I was a little girl who disappeared.
Once upon a time, my name was not Alice.
Once upon a time, I didn’t know how lucky I was.
When Alice was ten, Ray took her away from her family, her friends her life. She learned to give up all power, to endure all pain. She waited for the nightmare to be over. Now Alice is fifteen and Ray still has her, but he speaks more and more of her death. He does not know it is what she longs for. She does not know he has something more terrifying than death in mind for her. This is Alice’s story. It is one you have never heard, and one you will never, ever forget.
This is stark, horrorific story that will stay with you long after you finish reading it. The storytelling is very powerful. It has a step-backed feel, as if you are watching it from a short distance away, and not quite right in the story as it happens. This fits Alice’s mindset and makes the story seem that much more disturbing.
There is no gore or details, but it is clear what has happened, and what continues to happen. This story isn’t for young readers, or the faint of heart. But it is a very gripping story that will leave you feeling horrified.
This is reality at its harshest, and will leave you looking at the children around you in a different light. The idea that this could happen to anyone is just horrifying.