'Dinner!' a hoarse voice broke thorough Sandy's wonderful dream and something slid into her tiny shower cell. She shook off the last of that wonderful dream and wondered if that was real and this was a dream. But as the cold spray chased away the last of the sleepiness she knew it was real and no dream at all. She looked down in front of her at the cup that someone had slid into her cell. It had a greeny and blue liquid in it. She brought it up to her nose and took a whiff. It smelled like Listerine. She placed it down, disgusted. This is what we were supposed to eat! You have got to be joking. The same voice she heard yesterday after my attempted escape crackled again.
'You'd better eat, little girl. This is all you'll be getting for today.' The voice seemed excited and impatient. This is all I'll get, she thought. Now that I think about it, I am very hungry. As the seconds passed the liquid swirling around in the small cup looked more and more appetizing. Before she knew it, she had grabbed the cup and gulped down the liquid as the last drop hit her tongue she threw the cup away. Oh, what a revolting, horrible, disgusting…thing! It tasted terrible. It tasted like…like…cow's shit and fish and everything you can think that disgusting. All of a sudden sleepiness waved over her and I sighed.
'When will I ever get a break?' she whispered frustrated and she passed out for the third time that day.