Prison Diary

Welcome To Layna's Story

Month: June Day:12 Year: 2090

Time: 6:30

Layna's P.O.V

"You are never ever ever allowed to come out of the facility again!" Avalon yelled at me pointing her finger in my face. I had just finished telling her why I called Mr. Rus Cargale AKA her father.

Which I finally knew was not a smart idea.

"Do you know how dangerous that is? Sneaking out at night looking for a phone! I know you're at that rebellious teen age but-" Avalon yelled frantically until I tuned her out. I always hated when she was mad at me. I never wanted to dissapoint her so I figured out how to tune her out and just listen to my thoughts.

Of course she didn't know it though. She was staring right at me flailing her arms about, yelling in my face. I was staring right back at her with my misty innocent eyes so she thought that I was listening.

It definelty didn't help that we were having the conversation in the middle of the lunch area where all the other prisoners could see.

It wss so embarrassing. If your sister has ever humiliated you in front of your fellow prisoners, you will know what I mean.

If only Avalon knew what I was feeling when I had made that decision. I may not have told her directly to go to a voting ceremony dressed as a man...but I did introduce the idea into her brain.

I was partly to blame.

Imagine feeling like you are responsible for your sister's arrest! If Avalon stayed in jail for a crime I pretty much told her to do I didn't know how my heart would take it.

When I realized that something snapped. Something snapped in my heart that told me I had to do something.

I had to get my sister out of there.

So after much deliberation I decided that it was time to act like my sister.

I had to be like Avalon.

I snuck into the office in which Ms.Kristi kept all our documents. When I found Avalon's documents I searched for the category "Parents". For mother it said "deceased" but for father it said "alive".

I knew this was definelty my only chance.

Avalon's father's name was Rus M. Cargale.

At the time his name sounded like a name for a nice man. Maybe he wanted to know who and where his daughter was. Maybe he wanted to reunite with her.

Silly me though, I did not look at his occupation.

Going into Ms.Kristi's purse I pulled out two quarters from her coin pouch. I felt like a criminal stealing from Ms.Kristi. I had never stolen anything in my life and this was the woman that took care of me and Avalon. She did not deserve that!

I could only imagine how much she missed her 50 cents right then. Probably wondering where it had gone.

After that I found a very old and run down book in a closet at the facility that I realized was filled with phone numbers.

Isn't that convenient?

I got a slip of paper, found his number, and wrote it down.

So I stayed up all night while all the staff and girls in the facility were asleep. I waited and waited until finally it was time.

Midnight.

I snuck out of the facility after watching Ms.Kristi punch in the code numbers into the lock key so many times.