Relapsed

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i had just got done writing my 3 chapter, and just writing thinking the third

chapter as you can see. its time for me to go to lunch. That damn food is so

nasty its inexpiable, its crazy because i feel like you can die off that shit,

and that's just what it is shit. i made my way down to the cafeteria once

they opened up the cell doors, prisons is the scariest shit I've done seen

and experience, women look like men, and act like it too, like bitch you are

a women act like one.i walk to the line and was greeted by my friend

Evenie."Wassuh girl- " nothing much you see i been writing this book i

started to work on a few days ago and i'm on the third chapter, basically

telling how i first got in here and why i was landed in here. Evenie already

knew my story and how i became caught up in a bunch of bull shit and

landed my dumb ass right in here. " we sat down and they had serve us a

pile of brown beans that look like shit and some wilted chicken, like tell

me how the hell you get wilted chicken with grease. And they gave us some

bread, i ain't wanna get sick but i wanted to stay with meat on my bones

so i ate that shit like ice cream. but some dike was staring at me smirking

and eating her food all seductive." uh uh i said to Evenie,"what girl? " you

will see. i got up and walk to the girl that was eyeing me the whole time i

was i my conversation with Evenie. i walk to her and right then and there i

smashed the trey into her head. i jumped on her and continued to smash

the trey in he head, the guards always took there time breaking a fight up.

I was still slamming it into he head when i drop it and started sending

punches to her face, non-stop i wasn't having that i wasn't gonna be

somebody's bitch up in here. I'm here to serve my damn time and get the

fuck out of here period point blank. i finally stop and the guards came

rushing down to break up the circle that formed in the middle of the

cafeteria. "what the fuck happen here her repeated? " nothing i spat." i

walk to my cell and sat down thinking what was my next move. " i called

guard Lonnie." yes ? i want to make a phone call it's important. " nope you

can't make your call till tomorrow because all's calls start tomorrow.

i went back to sitting on my bed, that felt like hard rock concrete. i

i grab my pen and book and began writing my story,

Rule #3- be quick to listen and slow to speak because the ones you call your friends can be the ones who sneak.