Evelyn was sitting in the comfort of her own room, locks of blonde hair hanging limply around her abnormally skinny body. She clutched the key to her room tightly in her hand but... she opened her hand. It wasn't there. 
Panic surged through her like lightning as she heard the familiar clicking of her door being unlocked. Sister Mary Lawrence stormed in. "Did you not hear the bell?!" She said, anger thick in her tone. But Evelyn masked her feelings behind an emotionless expression. Really, she was petrified. "Miss Evergreen, are you even listening?! You haven't had food for the whole week you've been here! The other orphans don't even know you EXIST!" Her temper was rising. Evelyn stayed still, her body stiff, refusing to move. 
"I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU! GET DOWNSTAIRS!" She grabbed Evelyn's arm and dragged her to the dining-table, placing her next to a decent-looking boy, who looked as if he was a million miles away. She hoped he hadn't seen her.