I am bought into the pretty white room by the people in the white coats again. Why do they wear white coats like that? Are they trying to blend in with the white walls and floors and ceiling? If they are, someone should tell them that we can still see them. I can't, though. My voice doesn't work anymore. They cut it out. I don't mind, though, because I can still watch everything happen. I wonder why they cut it out sometimes, but it's not like I can ask, and even if I did, they'd just tell me it was for my own good. I think that must mean that when I still had my voice I did bad things with it, like tell lies, trick people, be mean, scream when they cut me up, yell at people, and annoy the others.
I'm the only one without a voice. Everyone else has one, but there is always something else that they haven't got that I have.
Like the twins with yellow hair. They have voices, but neither of them have ears. I wonder what bad thing they did for that to happen.
There's also the girl with short brown hair who has no eyes. She usually wears a blind-fold for some reason, and I've only seen her without it once. Where her eyes should be there's just these strange holes.
There was the boy with blue hair, who was missing his legs (I guess he must have tried to run away), but I haven't seen him for a while
I only have this night left here. Tomorrow I will be taken away somewhere. I know this because every night one person is taken away to that room, and they never come back. Yesterday it was the tall brown haired boy with glasses, who was missing his arms, and the day before that it was the small girl who was apparently missing the bones in her arms.
It's fun to listen and count the footsteps taken each night. I think they do something with flowers or painting, because each morning, the window to that room is a different colour; it goes from see-through to a pretty rose red. The amount of paint the little girl left on the window was a lot less than the amount the big boy with glasses left.
I can't wait for my turn tomorrow. I bet there's something really fun in there. I really cannot wait! I mean, it looks amazing, and I just know that in there, there's going to be a HUGE surprise and there'll be everything I ever wanted like a slide, a trampoline, a toy train, my family alive, books, colouring pencils and notebooks! I really can't wait!
Ah, I hear the footsteps now.
They're already outside my door.
They grabbed me real quick. I guess that they're as excited as I am.
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