Date: 12/24/2016
By xoe
I'm a teenage girl. A teenage boy is my guide. He is cute. I put my hand on his butt. He takes me to a dormitory. We are kissing, but there are lots of people on the bed. A teacher comes by. She is in a wheelchair, and is separated from us by a barricade. She says, " I was going to wait, but it is clear you girls will sleep with the first guy who comes along@ There is a seedy business. A man behind a door does something with babies. Gives women babies that he has kidnapped. Little people mistaken for babies. We cross the stream. Picking our way standing on roots and rocks. Given a building by the school. But it is delapidated and there are rats and wild dogs. Figuring out how to save the dogs that won't kill me. So much stuff to sell. I design the sign. But they won't put it up my way. And instead of letting the shoes have a place where they will be seen, they fill the bottom shelves with paint. We don't need all the paint on display. They won't let me change it. Getting hysterical. Some of us are rebels. We plan escape routes. The guards are watching. I try to recruit from the barracks. In the aisles of the shop, I find a heart in the pocket of a cigarette case I take it surreptitiously, but feel eyes on me and put it back. Revolution in full swing. We are on the top floor. We swing out through the windows to climb down the shelves. Someone is saying" remember 4 windows, 4 walls, 4 of you"