Dear Alice how are things back home? its been so long since Ive seen you and i miss you. i hate it in this place its like living in constant hell and im always in pain i wish i would have killed myself when i had the chance. when i was on the outside. how are mother and father and the twins? (i am praying that you say horrible.) i guess since I'm gone they are merry. and i bet Chance and Chandler the twins are singing with joy. Alice i want out so bad to be free among humans again that would be ... delightful. But i know i will most likely die in this place and i do not expect to ever be free however if i was i would not even know what to do with my new found freedom. it is nearing time for my treatment and i must leave you now. i will write you soon.
love,
Roxana
Roxana folded up the letter to her sister and hid it away in her pillow case with the other three and stashed the dull pencil under the bed frame. she stared around the room at the tiny bed with the ugly green polyester blanket and itchy white sheets. all of a sudden her mind was folded with images of her old home the way it use to be, before. her old room painted light blue. her huge wooden wardrobe. and chest at the foot of her bed that held her greatest treasure. she thought god if only i could have it with me now maybe this place might be bearable. Roxana walked over to the corner of the small room and dug out the the safety pin she hid in the crack where the wall ended and the floor began. she lightly pricked the tip of her finger and returned the safety pin to its she went back to her bed and crawled underneath it. she wiped the little bit of blood on the bottom of the mattress and counted the other marks. there where 38 she had been in this place for a month, one week, and a day. Roxana wished she knew the date. she tried to remember what the day was when her parents checked her in she remembered it was raining and very dark she remembered it was Alice's birthday it was august 10 1952 yes that was rite. Roxana sat on the bed she stared at her pillow she wanted to go to sleep so bad she was exhausted. just then the huge door that lead into her room opened up. A man in a white coat walked over to her he grabbed her wrist and checked her pulse and wrote it down on a clip board he had in his hand. Roxana looked at him and tried to remember his name. as she was thinking he lead her out the room by her arm. she knew where she was going Roxana was going to the questioning room.
the two of them walked down a long hall way passing many doors she counted them one..two..three.. at the fourth door she saw a man starring out the tiny glass window he had tears rolling down his face. Roxana could faintly hear him screaming through the heavy door. she thought he was saying "Lynn!". But who was Lynn?, she didn't want to think about it. the man pulled her to the right then the left. next Roxana was in a room with a handsome kind looking man he too was wearing a white coat and a smile he was sitting at a table. He began to introduce himself "hello roxana my name is " he held out his hand but something told Roxana not to shake it. she watched him write something down on a clip board he he looked up Roxana saw his smile had faded. looked at her "Roxana do you no what the date is?" he asked. Roxana looked around the room as if the answer might be written on the walls. "Um,... its the" quickly she just picked her favorite number " the uh, sixth" it was more of a question than an answer. when said "wrong" the word rang loud in her ears. Roxanna knew what was coming, and it was times like this she wished she could be with Alice again.