Helanie:
We didn't get in our uniforms because the warden told us to come for breakfast in our most comfy clothes. We all gathered in the hall, the empty seat beside me still vacant for Lucy.
"Hello everyone, good morning," Norman walked in, his long strides explaining he was stressed out today. He wore gray pants and a white shirt, his sleeves rolled up to show his huge biceps.
He was running a hand through his wet hair as if he had showered in a hurry. He looked around quickly to pass a stare at everyone to check on them, but once his eyes passed me, he did a double take before he nodded his head to himself.
"An incident happened here last night. It was an unfortunate one," he started, and I clutched my sweater tightly in my fists. My hands were shaking, my arms folded over my chest. I bet I even scratched my skin while grasping onto my sweater under my arms.
