Prison Diary

Welcome To My Prison

Month:June Day:06 Year: 2090

Time:9:09

Dear Prison Diary,

Those guards had been driving for a while and I was starting to get tired but every time I felt myself drift off I would open my eyes immediately because there was no way I was going to fall asleep in a truck with two men.

I tried to ask them questions as to "when we were getting there?" Or "how far was the place anyway?" But they just ignored me with their stone hard faces and kept driving to the designated destination.

I was getting really uncomfortable because I could swear my arm was falling asleep because when I tried to move it tingled and felt numb. My eyelids were also struggling to keep themselves open and after a long struggle, I decided that I couldn't fight my exhaustion. So inevitably I fell asleep, dropping my head onto the cold metal.

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Time: 10:45

I woke up to a hard slap on my leg and I yelled out a very unladylike word. My leg stung and I looked up at the guard who slapped me.

My head ached as he started yelling at me.

"Get up! We're here." He shouted out to me startling me since I was still half asleep. He and the other man opened their doors and walked out of the car then they opened my door pulling me out like I was a bag of trash. I jumped out and they held onto my arms pulling me forward.

That was when I noticed the giant black gate in front of us that probably stood about 10 feet tall and I started to wonder how I missed it.

On the gate, in large scriptive letters it read "Bedford Hills, Correctional Facility for Women". A shiver ran down my spine as I read the name.

The two men pulled me over to the side of the gate where there wad a keypad and the man typed in five numbers that I tried to see but the other guard blocked me from.

The gated opened slowly with a loud creaking sound erupting from it. We waited for it to open.

"You ready to go inside your new home?" The guard on my right asked me and I just glared at him with all the hate in my soul.

"What home?" I replied back softly and the guards just chuckled while pulling me inside. My heart started pounding inside my chest as they pulled me inside revealing a large gray building equipped with many windows and many officers standing in front of it.

The two guards pulled me towards the officers in the front and they looked at me like I was just another prisoner. Which I was.

"What did this one do?" The officer in front asked one of the guards and he smirked and looked at me.

"Another crossdresser." The guard said nonchalantly and the man chuckled nodding his head and then he looked at me.

"With a body like that?" The guard said and tried to touch my face but I jerked away from him and they all laughed. The two guards pulled me pass the officer and into the entrance of the prison.

Immediately the smell was the first thing that hit me. It smelt like sweat, blood, and gasoline. I scrunched up my face because I couldn't cover it. The second thing that hit me were the sounds. I could hear hundreds of woman shouting and screaming and some even laughing maniacally.

The third thing that hit me was the scenery. It was very dark in the Redford prison and everything was made out of metal or steel. Nothing looked comfortable. The metal walls were covered in rust and grime.

Suddenly the two guards pulled me to a metal door. One of the guards left somewhere. I could feel the other one starting to unlock my handcuffs and when they did I looked at my wrists and they were red. I massaged them softly and started to wonder where the other guard went.