Prison Cell Description

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That was it... I was being dragged towards my cell.. I felt like a rag doll being pulled from every direction! The sockets that attached my arms to my shoulders were screeching in pain, they were going to snap any second! The guards threw me into my cell and slammed the barred door shut. The smell inside was daunting and revolting. It looked and smelt like hell! A hell where they take you to get your bones and muscles dislocated away from your body! The floor felt uneven, cold and uncomfortable! I heard the guards laughing and shouting from around the corner of my cell. It was horrifying! Words cannot describe how this felt... I felt like a trapped animal stuck in a cage with no way out!

How could anyone stay in a place like this for years on end?

Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. There was hardly anything in my cell except for a very tiny looking sink, which was as dull and as smelly as a toilet bowl. The sink had stains of blood on it like someone had been beaten to death. The blood was there forever to remind each prisoner of their inevitable danger.

My mattress looked as flat as a pancake lying on rotten wooden planks to make a bed. On my bed there was a pillow which was as flat as a pancake and wasn't even comfortable like the mattress. The mattress was as uncomfortable as a bed of spikes, as filthy as a toilet bowl as foul like a pig sty.

The walls of my cell were dark, gloomy and black like tar had been splattered on them.

There was a breath of fresh air coming through the window, it cooled me down and made me feel like I was on a beautiful beach abroad somewhere.

Shockingly, I could hear footsteps, it was the guards, stomping as loud as an elephants footsteps. They unlocked my cell(shoebox) and the door creaked open as they opened the barred door. They took me into a room on a jagged wooden bench and had slop! It was disgusting and looked like sick on a plate. I took a small spoonful of this slop and swallowed it. It felt truly sickly as it slid down my throat. The guards took me to my shoebox of a cell and bangedthe door shit and locked it so I couldn't escape. Terrifyingly, the sun was starting to set, what was this awful place going to be like at night? I felt petrified. I looked out of my window through the bars that stood there protecting it and I saw the dark night sky without a star peeping through. It was pitch black, I felt so scared, I wrapped myself up in my worn out blanket trying to keep warm. I felt as cold as ice. I fell to the floor, my head crashed against the floor; I felt my bones shattering and my skull breaking, I layed there wanting help, wanting to get out of there. I knew I wasn't going to be able to live in there another day. I thought I was going to live with a broken skull and shattered bones for the rest of my life.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 28, 2017 ⏰

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