Post by voguegurl on Nov 18, 2007 17:29:21 GMT -5
Ophelia was annoyed. She had just left the Isolation Room. The workers took agvantage of her again. Beat her up. She had bruises on her stomach and there was a cut on her head. She had gotten put there because they caught her trying to run again. She hated it so much.
She forced her door open and then slammed it shut. She plopped onto her bed an grabbed the stash of food she swiped from the kitchen. It was the edible food in there. She hadn't eaten in two weeks so she lyed on her bed munching the food thinking.
The first thing to come to mind was Duke. She did not understand it. But whenever she thought about him she gets this happy feeling. She does not understand the feeling one bit. And is scared of it. She isn't sure what to do about it. Finishing her food she grabbed a black sharpie off her floor. She walked to a blank spot on her red walls and began writing on it. Ophelia Capps, the broken soul unsure how to feel was what she wrote. She sighed and collasped in a corner wiping the blood from her head looking around her dark room.
She forced her door open and then slammed it shut. She plopped onto her bed an grabbed the stash of food she swiped from the kitchen. It was the edible food in there. She hadn't eaten in two weeks so she lyed on her bed munching the food thinking.
The first thing to come to mind was Duke. She did not understand it. But whenever she thought about him she gets this happy feeling. She does not understand the feeling one bit. And is scared of it. She isn't sure what to do about it. Finishing her food she grabbed a black sharpie off her floor. She walked to a blank spot on her red walls and began writing on it. Ophelia Capps, the broken soul unsure how to feel was what she wrote. She sighed and collasped in a corner wiping the blood from her head looking around her dark room.