well the second chapter of my story where certain things have been revealed, so please comment on your opinion, please.




“It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.”
― Rose Kennedy

“Alice,” said a man in a suit behind a big wooden desk in a plain white room. “Do you remember what happened?”
“Yes, I do doctor.” Answered a soft voice.
“Well then, could you tell me what you remember that night?” The doctor asked, looking at his patient, a small child with long black hair wearing a plain white hospital gown with a wrist tag saying “Alice P. Gardner”,
Alice looked up at the doctor and said;
“Well, I remember waking up to the smell of burned wood and smoke. I remember seeing dark grey clouds of smoke in my room. I remember seeing the flames at my door… I remember… hearing my family scream as I fled out the window.” She had to stop herself there so as not to cry “Then…. Then I remember waking up at the hospital... and now I’m here waiting for my mum and sisters.”
The doctor released a sigh at that last statement and looked Alice in the eye, “Alice, your mother isn’t coming for you neither are your sisters… their dead Alice, their all dead and you have to accept that.”
“No, they’re not,” Alice said her voice quivering with pain, “I survived so they must have.”
“Alice, your family is dead. Now accept that so we can BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ” the man said before an annoying alarm started to go off in his mouth.

Alice groaned and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Another night but yet again it was the same dream, the memory of her stay at St. Agatha’s Mental Hospital. She looked down to check that her pink buttoned down pyjamas didn’t change into a hospital gown, “ okay, good I’m not in the asylum anymore “ she tough as she rubbed her eyes when she noticed her hands were wet for some reason it took her a few seconds to realise that she was crying.
“Damn it Alice, crying is a sign of weakness.” She thought to herself. After a few seconds Alice began to hear a soft thud followed by another and another, with each thud Alice noticed they seemed to be getting closer till a shadow appeared under the door followed by a small knock.
“Morning Alice, I can come in?” Came a deep voice from behind the door.
“Hold on one sec”, Alice said as she quickly wiped away any evidence of tears from her face. And when she was sure there was no trace of her crying she looked at the door and said, “Come in.”
The door opened and in squeezed a giant, muscular anthro tiger. The hair on the top of his head just grazed the ceiling of the room making him about 11, maybe 12ft tall, with the only clothing covering his giant muscular body being a somewhat tight sleeveless brown shirt and a pair of grey shorts. His face, a mixture of both human and feline, was quite kind in a sort of “Gentle giant” way. As he stood there blocking the door he looked at Alice and ask,
“Good morning Alice, how have you been enjoying your first few days here?” He said with genuine concern.
“Well it’s been great, Jack.” Alice answered back.
“Really? So you haven’t had any bad dreams lately?” He asked raising his eyebrow.
“Well…” Alice realised with a start that Jack must have heard her during the night but decided to just answer honestly and with a sigh continued “… I had a bad dream, though it’s nothing really.”
“Nothing!! Alice, I heard you talking in your sleep saying and I quote “no that’s not true,” for over 3 hours. Though be thankful Blake and Ryan are sound sleepers so spill what’s wrong Alice, you can tell me I’m your dad now” he said leaning in close so as to look Alice in the eye, showing her that he actually wants to help her.
With that Alice decided to come out completely telling Jack about the dream and about what had happened leading up to the events, and for a few seconds after she had finished there was a moment of silence between her and Jack as they stared at each other, only for it to be broken by Jack wrapping his arms around Alice as a hug and telling her, “Oh Alice I’m so sorry.”
And as the two hugged Alice could hear the sound of 2 sets of heavy foot prints walking down stairs only to be followed by a shout from downstairs, “hey Jack, what do you want for breakfast? I’m thinking maybe some toast and bacon with some eggs on the side if okay with you?”
“Heh, come on Alice we don’t want to be late for breakfast.” Jack said releasing Alice from the hug and lifting her up on to his shoulders so as to carry her down to breakfast.
“Sure and if okay can we not tell Blake and Ryan about the nightmares please?” Alice asked, wanting to make sure Blake and Ryan didn’t see her as nothing more than the sad, girl who has bad nightmares.
Jack leaned his head back so as to reassure Alice and said, “Not to worry dear, I won’t say anything unless you say it’s okay. Now come on we’re going to be late for the eggs.”