I walk through the vandalized halls of Juvie camp, fingers running against the graffiti covered walls. It had only been five years but the jail made it seem so much longer. I came to a stop where a teal and black sigil sat painted on the wall. So much longer... I look at the dust covered tips of my fingers and smiled. What a fun summer that had been.
I continued down the hall, memories flooding back to me. I stop again at a bunk room. Bloodstains cover the sheets and graffiti covers every wall. And in the silence, I call out;
"Hello?"
