What did you think while reading this? Creepy, depressing? Do I have potential? PLEASE ANY THOUGHTS?

This a part where I am trying to let the readers see that the MC is finally going crazy from everything she has gone through in a dark Wonderland retelling.

Or maybe she had been aiming to save them from their inevitable doom? Alice clenched her teeth. But they were doing wrong! What was her stand in all of this? Who was she loyal to? Herself. Then why didn’t she know who exactly she was? Constantly, Reds memories sliced through her life, conflicting her.

She knew these dead children. And the sad thing was that they really were children, their innocence tarnished. Alice dug her nails into her head and screamed as their faces filled her vision, cheerful and laughing. She had cared deeply about them. No, Red had. But their laughter pierced her ears and her heart lifted in joy at the memories while her eyes showed her another story that didn match with what her heart was telling her.

Without control, her arms snatched at the nearest object-a branch, and she charged and struck at the bodies. If they could be blotted out, if she could erase them, she would not feel this.

Dash attempted to deter her but she kept swinging and telling the corpses to go away and stop their giggling. The twins quizzically sat down to watch as she continued hacking away and as Dash finally wrested the branch from her dirtied hands to wrap her in his arms. Instead of pushing him away she clung on as the flashbacks zipped over her and the only person who tried to hold her together fell apart.