Month: June Day:12 Year: 2090
Time: 5:30
Dear Prison Diary,
In a few minutes they were going to open the doors and at that moment, I was pacing the cold metal floor anxiously waiting for the alarm.
Why was I anxious?
Because I needed to confront my sister, who was already angry at me, about the absolutely stupid thing she did to get thrown into the prison.
I still could not believe what she did. I brought her up well so she should have been smart like me!
'Says the one who went to a male-only voting ceremony.' I thought and I know you were all thinking it too.
It didn't matter. I knew it was true. After all, I did get locked up in prison too for what I did. And to top it all off, I was the reason why Layna got locked up in the first place.
It made me feel a little guilty.
Just a little.
I did not tell Layna to go out into the streets looking for a phone so she could call up some man who may or may not have been my father.
What if he wasn't my father? What if he was one of those sleazy guys that were always walking on the sidewalks late at night?
'I guess I would have preferred that.' I thought
Still I had to give Layna some credit. She loved me so much that she was willing to risk her own freedom for mine.
She is the greatest sister anyone could ever have
Lucky for me, she's mine.
I nervously chomped on my fingernails, which I didn't know were clean or not, while my eyes kept scanning the door just waiting for it to open when the alarm sounds.
Those were the longest few minutes I had ever had to go through.
I chomped my fingernails faster and louder growing more a more anxious and impatient. What's a girl got to do to pry a rusty old door open?
"Why are you eating your fingernails for lunch?" I heard a smooth voice say sarcastically to my right. Violet sat up in her bed with an irritated expression evident on her face. Her hair was matted and under her eyes were dark circles and dried tear streaks.
I looked away from them remembering the pain in her eyes from just a few hours ago. She fell asleep after it probably exhausted from the whole night.
She didn't look anything like the vulnerable and broken girl that was crying in my arms yesterday. It was like it never even happened.
I stayed up too nervous to fall asleep thinking about when the doors would finally open. So I got up out of the bed and had been pacing those floors ever since.
"Go back to sleep," I said to her abruptly still staring at the door with my finger in my mouth.
She just stared at me. I could feel it because it was impossible not to feel Violet's stare.
"How am I supposed to sleep with you chomping away at your fingers?" She asked me calmly while wiping a trail of drool off her cheek with her hand.
I turned to her and rolled my eyes.
"Look, Violet, I am already losing my patience with this door, so please don't make me lose my patience with you too!!" I yelled at her flapping my hands all around to express my emotions thoroughly.
She just stared at me.
And stared.
And stared.
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Prison Diary
General FictionW-Who are you?....Why are you in my cell?" I said my voice squeakier than even Layna's. I had to say this was the most vulnerable I had ever sounded in my life. Whoever this person was she sure knew how to intimidate. I stared intensely forward into...
