My life in Prison 4.The letter

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"MAIL TIME!" I heard a male voice call from down the hall.

Wendy and Bitchy stood up and wrapped their hands around the cool metal bars.

I looked at them questioningly until I finally decided to follow with them.

An officer came by with a crate full of mail.

He handed a bundle of mail to the women beside me ,then he looked at me and asked "are you Jennifer Hasting?"

I quickly bobbed my head up and down.

The officer gave me an envelope from...My brother Isaac?! I cant believe it! Its been 4 days since I first came here and finally I receive contact with my lovingly brother!

I quickly opened the sealed top leaving scraps of paper on the floor,and took out the notebook paper inside.

I shed a tear as I tried to read the beginning ,not being able to hold my tears back any longer. 

Dear Jenny,

         I really don't know what to say.Why did you do this?I could have went to jail another time ,but I don't understand why you did.I really miss you.I have been trying to act better for you but its not going so well.First I applied for a job and the manager guy didn't hire me! Stupid Bitch! He said I needed a resume and that even if i did have one I wouldn't be hired because guys aren't allowed to work at a women's strip club.It was wortha try though.I even got a picture with one of the strippers! I sent the picture to you if you haven't already seen it.But I got so mad at the guy I kind of, maybe, accidently punched him in the face.I wanted a job because I need to pay the lighting and the water,I got a letter saying we were already two weeks late.How come you didnt tell me? What else have you been hiding?I would have called but my phone line was cut off too,so my only option was to write a letter.I am so broke I cant even afford a stamp! I stole it from the managers wallet.Prison isnt fun huh? I hate that you are there for me but I cant do anything about it.I will write a letter soon this pencil is going to break any minute.

Love,

Isaac

I looked over at Bitchy who was looking at some photos clearly unaware of Wendy whos face was lit up like a million stars combined as she stared at the piece of paper.

I ignored them and took out the picture Isaac sent from the envelope.

I laughed hysterically seeing Wendy and Bitchy seek glances but I continued to look at the photo.A very pretty girl  with a short black skirt on and a shirt that revealed too much of her boobs,had her hand against my brothers chest and my brother dressed in his usual clothes, stare at her boobs with one hand around her waist and the other holding the phone to take the picture.

I heard shuffling behind me so I put the picture back in the envelope along with the letter then turned around to see Wendy smiling for the first time.

"Is everything ok?" I asked sort of scared at how much she was smiling.

"Yes! I just got a reminder that I get to go home soon!" she said.

"Great,"I replied a little too dull.

She nodded then stuffed the envelope in her pillow case.

I then looked back to Bitchy who put the pictures under her mattress then climbed onto her bed and stayed there staring at the ceiling.Whats wrong with her?

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 03, 2012 ⏰

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