Prison Diary

December 1st, 2016: Entry 1

I never understood what the 'death of a loved one' really meant until the day William died and everything changed. No one understood me the way he did, no one connected the way we did, we were unique and nothing could ever change that, even now. Will was my best friend-I mean is my best friend and we did everything together. Well almost everything, we went to movies, did stupid things best friends do, and he was like the brother I've always wanted. When he left it felt like someone had plunged a knife in my chest repeatedly and refused to stop. Talking about William is a really sore spot for me, but I guess I'll have to talk about it at some point.

It was January 29th, 2013 everyone was excited for the holiday coming up; the whole country gets a day off to go out and buy the latest IPhone. It's a really stupid holiday, if you would even call it that. I'm pretty sure that I won't be taking advantage of it; Mom always reminds me of how I repeatedly broke my phone

"You smashed it with a hammer, cut it with a saw, flushed it down a toilet, let the dog eat it and you think you still deserve to have a phone?" and every time she asked I say the same one word answer "yes" I mean how else will I be able to talk to friends and play games to entertain myself. Either way I still got what I wanted so I guess all I can say is 'her loss' even though I did get stuck with a little track-phone the size of an IPhone 2. Anyways this holiday made no sense, but school did let out early like always the day before a holiday. I remember looking around for William after school and having no success, I texted him and he didn't answer so I just guessed he was with one of the teachers begging for extra credit; even though we all knew he didn't need it and never would need it. So I kept moving my butt on home before Mom started snooping through my stuff and I got in trouble for something that may look illegal and in true reality isn't.

When I finally did find William I was walking home from school and he was as scared as when he told me that he thought monsters were under his bed when we were ten, which meant he was legit scared. As he retold me what had happened I became furious, not at William, but at Rodney.

"Listen up nerd, you gonna give me my money or else my fist will meet your face." Rodney was the worst person on earth, his parents were pretty poor and he had to share his poor life with eight greedy siblings. I felt sorry for him, but that didn't give him the right to push people around and be a bully.

"I must correct you, 'you are going to give me my money'" William had always been really smart and his biggest pet peeve was when people didn't speak correctly. People typically called him a nerd or geek; his life had been pretty hard. Having gone through your whole life not being much liked, whereas for me people didn't really mind me, I was just kind of there taking up space.

"Are you saying I owe you money now? Oh you gonna get it now!" William squirmed to get away before he had jacked up face and some missing teeth. All the girls really liked William for his looks, but then he started speaking and all the smart things he said were a turn off. William moved to the side and Rodney's fist hit the brick wall he had William pinned up on. "Ahh! Son of a gun!"

Rodney released William and collapsed to the ground in pain; William ran as far away from Rodney as he could and slammed into me. "He's going to kill me, he probably cracked his knuckle and then he's going to kill me with the other fist." He was out of breath and panting really hard. William was really good at sports, but he didn't play any for the school because he had to 'focus on his academics', his word not mine. I stared at him in panic trying to make sense of it all.

"Whoa! Will, what happened to you?" he started looking around and I saw Rodney running down the street shouting and cursing with one hand cradled against his chest. "Oh no, what did you do Will?" he didn't answer, I turned around and saw that Will wasn't there anymore; I looked around frantically trying to find him.