Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The Room, the Key, and the Door

She walked down the corridor quietly her hands placed in front of her. When she got to the door she was looking for she got out the key then turned towards the door. It was made of heavy wood and had scratch marks all over it. She had never been in this room before even though she had lived in the educational facility her entire life. Her hand was steady as she pushed the key into the lock. It clicked loudly as she opened the large door.
The inside was the same as the rest of the rooms. It had old off-white paint and a simple single bed. The room wasn't any different than the other rooms really. She smiled softly as she thought of all that went on in this room.
This was the room that was always empty and therefore became a little haven for anyone who could get a key or pick the lock. It was located at the end of the hall so it wasn't too noisy and if you needed to get away from someone for a while this was pretty much the only place you could go and actually be completely alone. And she now possessed one of the keys! Reprimanding herself in her mind she quickly closed the door again and put the key back into her bra where it would stay until she decided to come back.

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