The Solitary

Chapter Two

I sit on the sofa in the room and start to fall asleep. I adjust my white  jumpsuit. I'm asleep for a few hours, it feels like only a few minutes I've been asleep and the voice in the wall beeps for my morning breakfast. The tray slowly creeps out but there is more than just pasty bowls of food. I see a picture of a girl with the words "its going to be alright" typed across her forehead and the words "Neil Parten," on her pants. I turn the page and see hundreds of words. I read the words as they gently flow off the page. I eat the gloomy bowl for morning breakfast and the clear glass of water, while I read more of the wonderful new novel.

      I manage to read for a long while. The voice in the wall beeps a song and I travel over to the wall and see what comes next. The gray tray comes out with the new words "dictionary." I shake my head in suspicion and flip the cover over and find magnificent words.

      My mind swirls with words. Animal. Book- I learn what I have been reading- and colony of new words. I read on and on until my eyes tire and my head starts to hurt.

    I wake up on the white sofa with the book on my chest. My spot had been lost and I barely remember much. I lift my body up from the sofa. I spread my body across the floor and stretch my legs and arms until it feels like I'm rubber.

       I hear my morning breakfast beeps. I rush to the voice in the wall to discover my prediction of a new book was wrong. I shake my head at the flat, shinny, reflecter. I look at my dry dirty skin spread across my face in the reflecter. My hair is strangled in tiny knots. I grab the plastic rectangle with bristles and a rubber handle and search my brain for the use for this device. I look at the reflecter and the bristled square with a handle. I rub my fingers through the bristles. I push the rectangle through my hair and unstrangle the knots out. I flap open the colorful dictionary to see words. I look through the pages and look for a description for the devices. I push the tray back into the wall and start to place my hands on my head.