Welcome To The: BUNK

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           After scanning over the clouthes so generously given from other older kids here in the 'white bunk' i chose to call it. I picked out a black short sleved shirt and small grey silky shorts. We were never allowed to wear shorts in the bunk, not even in the heated bunks during the summer time. It was seen as a distraction to other 'inmates'. I changed my bottom undergarments into new ones, and pulled the shorts up my long missed seen legs. I then took a deep breath realizing i would half to loft up my arms to take off the over sized shirt on me. As i lifted my arms and shifted to take the shirt off, a burning pinch threatened me from my left side. I hissed out a hush scream as i moved my hands to pull at the sports bra under the shirt, a flash of silver told ne something fell out of the undergarment. I dropped my hands from under my shirt and leaned down to collect the fallen item. The small object felt surprising warm in my hand and when i pulled it up to view i gasped. The knife. With the pain now slightly gone with one hand i pulled off my shirt and pulled the old sports bra up to see a large yellow, greenish bruise.

I quickly balled the knife up in a blanket provided and pulled the matres up, wedging the item between the metal bar and the matress. That would be a good hiding place for now until i return, but what if there is a imspection, what if your attacked? Nagging voices pulled at my ears, i sighed and pushed them away.

I stripped and changed all the way, and into my new clouthes. I then finshed my actions by pulling on a pair of shocks to cover my numb throbbing feet from the cold. I pulled my greasy, tangled, sticky, wild hair back into a messy bun with a elastic band i found in the pile of given items. I was in deep need of a shower, to clean my self. There was no need to hide my face seeing as the Doctors know me, and I'll be the center of attention here in the White bunk.

I retreated towards the metal desk where i had placed my potential weapon, the dent metal cup. sweeping my hands over the surface, then pulled my hand to see dust had collected at my finger tips. Meaning, this bunk...room hasnt seen another for a long time. A knock sounded at the door once again pulking me from my thoughts. I quickly grabbed the cup and look towards the door. Another knock sounded much louder then before, i watched the handle turn and a head peeked thru the opening. The aburn haires head turned and shirked when green eyes landed on me.

"Oh Tip!... There you are!... You scared the hairs off my head, what are you doing hidding in the corner?... What ever it doesnt matter, come on its time for dinner!" she cheered throwing open the door and raised a hand to wave me forward happily. She stepped out of the door frame i followed after her, after a moments hesitation. You never know when your next meal will be.

"You know tip its really weird they scent you?" she muddered thinking she was speaking to her self. I turned my head to look down at her.

"What do you mean Lacy?" i asked i felt my lips turn down into a frown. Weird? Weird? 'its really wierd they scent you?' its not like i choice this!...yes you did, you did when you knocked out that guard, you choice when you intervene in that fight. I mentally cursed my self and that nagging inter voice.

"Well... We dont normally get younger kids at this time of the year?" she answered browing her wild brows inwards, in confustion. Year, year she said year. Is there a cycle here? There wasnt a cycle back in the bunk to dissapearing or arroving kids? How does she know the year, or time by that matter?

"Go on" i presured her, to further on explain.

"Well... Look its the elevator!!" she shriked automatically changing the subject at hand. I had a strong feeling this was her intention, as she reached forward and pulled something silver from her pants pocket. A card. I watched in awe as she swiped the card over the scanner besides the elevator. A loud bing sounded a light above the scanner flashed green.

"...you have a card? How did you get a card!" i demanded staring as her hand retreated into her pocket along with the card. She gave me a worried wode eyed look.

"Ummm...i-i" she stuttered her green eyes wide sreaching for a answer or lie to spit out at my sudden outburst.

"Lace...Lace! Hold the door open!" a voice shirked down the hall. I turned to face the other being thundering down the white hall up the down wards steps. I mentally cringed, why hasnt a guard screamed at the person yet, dont they known not to run or yell!? Oh ya, there's not black suited guards linning the walls, but wouldn't older kids be more dangerous then younger kids? Not from what I've seen so far...

"Hurry up jimmy, I'll get in trouble if i told the doors open!" Lacy called back as the doors slide open with a small gust of cold wind. A short, shaved brown haired guy looking tobbe around the age of twenty or twenty two storned up the stairs and towards us. I saw Lacy smile from the corner of my eye as i stepped into the elvator after her. Jimmy, came racing in after, and branced himself against the back of the elvator as the doors slipped closeing.

"Thanks lace i owe ya another one!" he thanked sounding almost out of breath, smiling towards her. She gave a smiled back, and to add to the moment she gave a little giggle as her cheecks turned red. I looked away feeling like i was intruding on something special, i looked to the worn colored buttons beside the closed elvator door waiting to be pushed. I saw the blue botton lacy was tslking about from before, at the bottom, i pressed my thumb to the bottom as it blinked. I cringed as the elevator shifted and moved once again.