The Box

"I've been here almost 3 years now how about you?" a large, plump girl asked Meeha as she entered the small jail cell she would be sharing.1

"Not Long" Meeha replied quickly. The large, plump girl gave her a dirty look and introduced herself as Snake."Because of the snake tattoo I got going up my arm" she added 2

Meeha was small, meek and pretty. Long brown bangs covered her eyes and just made it possible to see that her eyes were also brown. Meeha only glanced at the tattoo as she put her diary on the bottom bunk where she would be sleeping and headed out the door to the cafeteria.3

Meeha was starving the trip from New York to California had took most of her strength and emotional being. In the cafeteria she took a seat by herself and began to eat. As she did a group of girls that looked abused and abusive walked by. One took her macroni, one took her veggies and the other took her pudding. Meeha stayed quiet as the girls walked by one by one, eventually taking everything. After they were done Meeha stood up slowly and in a polite voice said "Thats my food please give it back". She was oviously not a custom to the high security settings of the new prison. The girls chuckled and kept walking.4

"I don't think you heard me," Her voice was getting louder "Thats my food please give it back"5

The group of girls turned around a stared her down. "I don't think you know who we are" One of the girls said to Meeha6

"I don't care who you are" Meeha replied meanily "Gimme my F***ing food back"7

"You better watch your self," Another girl said to Meeha "if your not careful, the girls and I will have to put you in the box"8

Meeha got up and walked to her cell. She was too tired to care about anything with a name as rediculous as the box.9

She should have took the warning. That night she awoke to a pillow over her face. Her whole life flashed before her eyes and that was it. Meeha had experienced the box. The last thing she would ever experience.