The Unknown (completed)

Blank Slate

I was sitting in my cell staring at the concrete floor, plain and boring. It told a story, but I don't know if anyone else can see it. It was telling the sad stories of the depressed and hurt people that were here. It reminded me of a chalkboard or a book. It's a clean slate until someone writes on it. Then it's all up to you and your imagination to create a story. You can see some people stories on the cell walls and floors. But that is only your capacity of imagination. If you open your mind and look around, you see books, walls, floor, tables, trays. They all have stories on them. And the best thing is you can add to the walls and floors. Just share your story. Write on the blank slate.

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I walked into the cafeteria and sat at a table. I wasn't hungry, I was bored. Next week would be when  I started activities. Something different for a change. Kaylee sat down next to me and Zac sat with his friends today. I didn't talk and neither did Kaylee. I felt like she was reading my mind. I was looking at the stories again. Kaylee sat there and ate till she was done, dumped her tray, then sat back down, and went back into silence.

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I sat back down into my bed after lunch, and stared at the ceiling. There was rust stains, which tells the story of how old the building was, how worn out and how damaged it was. Mostly because of the oldness, but also becuase of the damaged people. If you could just look around, open your eyes, and set your imagination free, you could read the stories. I started wondering again if anyone else could read them.

"Bailey." said Kaylee.

"Yeah?" I said snapping back into reality.

"You are reading the stories aren't you?"

"Yeah how did you know?"

"Because I have been to. You aren't the only one." she said smirking and chuckling.

I then realized how important she is to me. She is my best friend and no one can change that. She see's they stories and so do I. Which only shows that she is a blank slate, like me, and we are staring to write.

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A/N: Girl in media is Kaylee, I love her hair and style lol