White. All I see is white. White walls, white sheets, white lights, white uniforms. Just white. The sickly smell of bleach and cleaning agents invade my nose and the hushed voices caress my ears. This place is getting all to familiar for my liking. My presence becoming more frequent. I know there's exactly 342 stairs from level 1 to 4. It takes approximately 2 minutes to get from the bottom level to level 3, my level. That there are exactly 13 stores scattered throughout the building. That there are 8 men's, women's and disabled bathrooms. That canteen prices are ridiculously overpriced and no discount is given no matter how many times you visit. That the coffee machine is decaf even when they say it's not. That there are two kinds of nurses. The ones who are their for the money and ones that try their best to make a difference. And that this place is both a blessing and a curse. --------------------------------------------------- Erica's life hasn't been the easiest of lives. Her little brother is sick, her father is out of the picture. Her mum is all she has. Between school, work and Visiting hours she barely has time to herself let alone to socialize. But everything starts to change.