Snippet #2064762

Meera scratched her head and took the big bag on her back. Her room was a pleasant one, better than she had expected and better than the one she was in, waiting for her trial. She put the bag on the fluffy bed and looked around. There were bars on the windows of her room and the window only opened a little bit. No way to escape. She thought. There was a little night stand beside her bed and she put her four cigarette packs in the drawer. She was realy hungry, the tought of going to the dining room made her tummy hurt and crave for food. She went downstairs, asked one of the people where the dining room was and opened the door to what supposedly was the dining room.