Weeks went by. To Laura, time wasn't measured. Time just went on. At first she could count the days based on meals, but she soon stopped caring and lost count. Laura still talked to Erin, and Erin would sometimes say some creepy things, but for the most part, Laura felt like she somewhat had found a friend.
###MEAL
"Hi," Laura said to Erin.
"Hi," Erin said, "What have you been doing?"
"Well, basically, sitting around, thinking," Laura replied.
"What about?" Erin asked.
"Normal life. I miss my family, my friends, and even school," Laura said.
"Ah, that goes away after awhile, and you find "fun" things to do in your cell, like mini games, only, with yourself," Erin said.
"But don't you miss your family?" Laura asked.
"Not really," Erin said, "Laura, I've been here 2 years. At first it was tough, but you get used to it. And you realize what you did wrong, and you know to prevent it in the future. That's kinda the point of prison. When I'm out of here in 18 years, well, I'll be better than I was before."
"Well, I guess you're right," Laura said, sighing, "Just how long exactly does it take?"
"Really depends on how your home life was," Erin said.
###LATER MEAL
"You gonna eat that?" Alice said.
"Who are you talking to?" Laura asked.
"Myself." Alice said. Laura was confused, but she didn't say anything. Alice was insane and there was nothing Laura could say or do to make that any different.
A/N: Sorry this was so short! I need ideas for this story… got any suggestions? I have a basic plan I'm still gonna follow, so there's a possibility that your idea won't be used.