My parents were rushing me to the hospital as fast as they could in our red little van. I had a condition where they had to drop me off to a special hospital that was called UCU, Unknown Condition University. It was more like a hotel then a hospital according to my parents. But, by the way they were trying to get me there as soon as possible I could tell it wasn't. It seemed more like a Happy Academy with a pleasing pamphlet but turns out to be hell on earth. I have an unknown condition that makes me die for a few days then wake up again, completely fine. While I'm dead, I dream about people i don't know and when I'm alive I can talk to the ghosts of them.
I saw a tall black cube building emerge from the foggy sky. I could already see myself being hooked up to a machine and being tested on in there. It looked like a mental hospital or a prison if you ask me. It was all solid white with one wide window at the very top floor. There were two buildings on either side of the main building and two parking lots for visitors of different buildings. Must be for heath reasons to space people out like that. Once I looked down I saw we were already pulled up at the door.
There was three nurses there to great me and show us around the campus. One had a wheel chair with a young boy about my age in it sleeping. She must have not been here to greet us. One nurse patted my back and strapped a plastic band onto my left wrist just like the boy in the wheel chair had. It must be for tracking us so we don't run away. Crap. They're treating us like sick kids! I don't even need to be here! I'm fine!
The nurses pushed us inside and gave us a tour of the campus. It wasn't really that bad. They had a game room where I saw too patients playing on the laptops that were set out for the kids staying at UCU. One girl had long dark blue hair and thick black framed glasses and the other had a grey beanie and red hair and every once and a while made a cat pun. The walls were white and there was many games like chess, connect four, and other bored games lined up against the walls and one bookshelf full of books I didn't recognize. Good thing I brought some of my own books.
The next room was the eating room. It had white walls again. It seems the whole place had white walls and gray tile or carpets. It didn't have a salad bar or anything but a few scattered tables here and there. There were other rooms but they didn't seem that important. The last stop was when the nurse opened a door that said in bold letters on the window ,"UCU DORM" and it was a long hall with doors labeled with names.
When we walked down the hall and I took note of some of the names written on paper taped to the doors like G. MAKARA, E. AMPORA, S. CAPTOR and K. VANTAS. The hall was empty. Well, it was getting dark after all. The nurse stopped at a door that was labeled A. MEGIDO in bright fresh red letters. My door seemed newer then the others. It's probably because the others were here longer and the housekeepers got lazy with them.
The nurse left so I can unpack my suitcase in peace. My room had white walls like the rest of this boring place. This place needed more bright colors. I slid off my shoes and curled up on the matrass with just a black sheet on it. Maybe tomorrow will be better. I hope this place isn't as bad as it seems. Maybe, it's just a special school for kids with unidentified issues they need to learn about then they'll set me free.
