When I woke up, I looked around. My room is white and completely blank. If you stare at it long enough, you could go crazy. I stood up and made my bed. I tucked my white quilt over my white sheet and under my white pillow. Making sure the edges are tight and straight so I don’t get examined. I watch as my neighbor is still clearly asleep. I hope she doesn’t get examined.

I make my way down my hall to the dining room. I look into all the rooms as I pass by. I see people making the same steps as me. Waking up, making the bed, then leaving to go to the dining hall. Everything seems so perfect. As I enter the dining all I look into the breakfast line. Porage. Again. I didn’t hate porage, but since i’ve had it almost everyday i’ve been started to get bored of it.

I meet my friends at my table and sat down. They were talking about the board and yard games to play later. I chimed in and asked if we could play volleyball later. The guard came over and warned us not too because it is too dangerous. I have played volleyball a number of times yet I had never been hurt by it. But if the guard feels the need to warn us then maybe we should be careful.

After my breakfast I went back to my room. When I got there all my things were gone. I had wondered if one of the other residents had taken them. But then my door opened and in came one of the guards. I asked if I was moving rooms. He said no and made me follow him. We were going outside the home. I had never been outside before. I could see the beautiful clouds and the free flowing trees. It felt magical. But before I could live my wildest dreams I was ruched into a white car.