Welcome To The: BUNK

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          Another hot wave of sickness rolled up from my lower gut, as i huntched over in the shower hall. The plastic unclear curtain pulling inwards from the heat and moist air. The steaming jet sparing water stung my back. I snapped open my mouth as another wave of heat and vile sprang up, the remaining empty contents of my stumic, swirled around in the soupy water around the drain. The horrid scent mixed with hot steam, chemivals, and stair soup brought warm tears of discuss to my eyes. This was the after reaction of the intoxicating beverage. A heartfelt groan came after the last upchuck of stumic aside i could handle. A tap on the curtain sounded as it shifted and wiggled but remained closed.

"You okay in there?" a unknown voice called, muffled by the sound of running water. the warm water bunred, i hated it. after years of cold quick showers the long warm warter felt like a privledge, i shouldn't have let alone even be near.

"i'm. . . p-perfect" i replied my voice a meek whisper. Today was, from Lacys account make shift day tracker she called a calendar, Monday. She tried to explain to me that the training lasts for hundred and twenty hours. A total of five days and that is classified as a week. Then the bunk was given two days between the five days of a break. Lacy said a doctor once told her the days of the week, over the years she managed to remeber it. Pushing thru the sick throbbing feeling in my sore stumic, i finished cleaning my self best i could with a pounding head ach. I reached forward and shut off the luxurious treatment of warm water. Stepping out with a worn scratchy towl around my self i stepped over to the long bench in the middle of the room.  Other female inmates buzzed around to and from cleaning then selves or showing off there rock hard stomics. I stripped off the towl paying to attention to the others wondering eye to the marks on my skin caused by. . . them.  I pulled on the same sports bra i had washed in the sink and a light green shirt, the selves look like they were cut off by the previous owner. I then pulled on a button up grey shirt to hide my exposed arms from the cold. Then i dryed and covered my legs with a pair of baggy blue pants, then slipped on my socks and shoes.

I stuffed the old clouths and cleaning products into the bag. Leaving the random towl hanging on a open curtain pole to wait for the next user i exited the shower hall. Swinging the bag over my shoulder i turned the corner and pushed thru the doors.  Turning down the hall pushing thru a clump of femal lnmates exiting the elevator. I slipped into a clump going in leaving the shower hall. A few more inmates stepped in as the doors slide closed. Giggles of conversation and whispered words passed around in the silver small room moving towards the sixtieth floor, the white bunk cafeteria. The doors slide open, others pushed out as others pushed in. I waited for that slight pause in between when the doors where closing to step out, not to be trampled. I scanned forward over the heads and shoulders, when something caught my eye. I moved over to see a large brown square with inmates digging in and with drawling cloths. It was more box's, littered everywhere- just like the other floors. This must be where the inmates get personal items and products like clothing, soup, blankets, brushes. A warmth spread thru my chest at the spotted sight of Lacy's head of wild curls flying around the box blockade. She was bouncing from one box to the next an unfamiliar innate trailing after her with a friendly giggling grin. A hard shove at my shoulders pulled me back to the transition of getting out of the silver elevator, that moment came and i slipped out ready to head back to my bunk when a body ramed into my sore side. A stuttered cough flew from my dry lungs, a horriable noise, a horriable sick sound.

"Hey, twit, watch it!" a unforgettable pitchy voice barked. I looked up from watching my reflection stare back at me, to see the skittish dark eyes of Sohpia sizing me up like a piece of meat. Another narrowed eyed face appeared beside her shoulder, and another. one side being glued to Sophias shoulder had a long white bandaged over there right eye, i could only imagen what happened.