STORY TIME
ALICE AND HER UNICORN
BY TALEESA AMANDA
“But I want to be as happy as they are, and as Star Wars occupied my time and interest, unlike
carefree as a freaking unicorn. One day, probably Alice’s uncanny infatuation with unicorns and
one day.” mythical creatures.
Those words, despite being 10 years ago, remained Alice was never like any of the girl in our class. She
engrained in my mind like a broken record. Happy was always in her washed out overalls and always
as a unicorn- if only it was that simple. I remember with her red converse. Her hair half tied up with her
as it was yesterday that she described that unicorn auburn curls flowing down on her shoulders with
are her kind of angels. “They say angels take the her brown eyes piercing through her glasses. She
form of humans, but I hate them. Horses are better, was peculiar in how she carries herself. She did not
aren’t they? But here comes the conflict, I hate care for the world of people perceives her and for
horses too. I hate animals. But there are certain that, Alice remained intrigued in my mind. Never
things that could make them just that little bit cared about of what other kids think of her as Alice
better, mythical features, a little bit of magic, the was always minding her own world. Unlike the rest
idea of them bringing faith and joy into the world.” of girls in class, the only think that matters to her
Unicorns as said by this Lady Unicorn. As she most was her red notebook and her favourite
continues to defend her love for unicorn, “their unicorn stuff toy. You won’t see her running around
effervescent glow, and their majestic horns that chasing after boys or playing with Barbie, tea
could puncture even the thickest of shields. There’s parties and such. Though she meddles with her own
this saying that I’ve always loved, that unicorns are dimension, she is generous at sharing a grin. How
so magical that they poop rainbows”. Alice values her love for unicorn, is how I value her
smile towards me.
Since then, I still think that her theory and beliefs on
unicorns are bogus.
Though we both came from dissimilar backgrounds,
however we connect instantly. Like the pairings of
We had our fair share of disagreements throughout rainbow and butterflies, that was how we
the years. it was never my thing to hold grudges, connected. Alice was my unicorn. She stood out
especially when you have a friend like Alice., on the the most in her own little ways.
other hand, have my own obsessions.