Everyone was brought back to their cell. I crash into my bed after everything I've seen today yet this little chamber I call my home has nothing for me to keep my mind off shit. There's no mirror for me to look at, no windows, no life.
I'm trying not to think too much but I can't stop having these flashbacks of AJ, her getting beaten. I wish none of that action took place for my eyes to see. My mind is going crazy, I need rest, but I can imagine her in bed, hoping to never get out of her cell so she can be free from being bullied, or who knows, her mind can be full of things. I wonder how this all started for her? This isn't high school. This is a prison/asylum.
What can I do? I need to tell somebody. I feel as if only me and the long wet hair dude were the only ones to witness such reckless behavior. I've done such horrible things in my life but after today, murder isn't in mind, I actually want to save someone but a lesson to teach to those twins. I wouldn't mind a little kill. I don't know her very well but the only times we're able to see each other is in the bathrooms during lunch.
This place divides the men and women. I wish I could make myself useful and be there for her when she's in danger. Like I said, I don't know her very well but she seems harmless, like she's stuck here for somebody else's crime.
I'm becoming frustrated, wanting to punch something other than these walls- oh what the heck, I need to let out some anger.
*punches the wall*
OUCH! It felt so nice to do that but I think I just crushed my hand. I hold in a loud scream, I flick my wrist and stretched my fingers along with this lovely cracking noise, knowing my hand remains functional.
~You're such an idiot~
Eh..fuck off.
[ Aj ]
As I lay in my cell, I wondering why that guy cares about my well being. We don't know each other, why would it matter? Nobody cares if I suffer. Everybody's focused on getting out of here or trying to get laid to release the pain.
I isolate myself to keep cool of my everyday life in this place. The men's bathroom is my only escape. Why not be in the other abandon women's bathroom? That's where the twins go to town on these men who are super desperate. No one checks on these restrooms, they're gross, rats live in them. Those are probably my only friends, jokingly.
I've been planning my escape for years now. Nobody knows about my secret escape tunnel under my mattress. Why? These beds don't have any frames. How do I get out of tunnel? I guess somebody else used to be in the same cell with the same plan. They're probably free now.
I'm not patient for my release, I need to runaway and go back to my treehouse I call my home. I don't know who my parents are, I used to live with Paige but she was caught doing whatever see did, doesn't wanna talk about it ever.
I'm halfway out of this mess but hopefully my time will soon come. I'll be free from this nightmare. No more twins, no more cell, no more being considered a lowlife.
No one who works here cares about me being almost out to my death. I'll be out of this bitch in no time.
