The wall was white, the roof was white, the floor was white too and there was a white and old door in front of me. In the middle of the door there was a little window and I could see a dark corridor. At the bottom of the door, there was another little door. After two hours a hand opened the little door and gave me a plate with meat and a white plastic knife. I started to eat because I was hungry but … “Where was I?” … I thought I was in a prison.
Posted by: Amieiro | 05/11/2010