There was a ruckus from above. At first, I didn't know what it was. We have no windows. I don't even know what outside these walls look like. Soon Dr. Starken came down to talk to me. She told me that because I was being kept so secret, the civilians thought that the government had an alien. This was the first outside news I had heard in 12 years. I was looking at my cards from long ago, I got a letter from my mother and father. It said to describe what I saw around me in the journal. So here goes nothing.
I have dark hair and eyes. I sleep and live in a little white room. It is where I am right know. I have a white bed with white sheets. White walls, and a mini kitchen in the corner for me to make my food. There is a fridge that gets stocked in my sleep. People don't actually talk to me directly. They talk through a piece of glass high up on the walls. It's also where they conduct the experiments from. I never leave this room. It also has a treadmill for me to keep in shape. I have a white table, paper, and a pencil. That's all there is is. That's all I ever have seen. Dr. Starken promised that as soon as they fix me, she will take me to a park. My only concern is, how do you fix something, that's not broken.