Jail

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I woke up in a cell. I can't remember anything except police sirens. My cell was small. As to be expected. It had a bed on the far wall that took up the whole thing. I had a toilet and sink next to each other. It had a small table. With a set of 3 tall narrow drawers next to it. I was given a set of pajamas, flip flops for the shower, and lace-less shoes, and a spare jumpsuit. I put my pajamas, underwear, bras, and socks in my middle drawer, my spare suit in the top. My shoes under the bed. I placed my books on the table. I picked up "Romance on the run". I was laying quietly when an officer unlocked the door and said,"you have 30 minutes of free time". I go out and see an officer right outside my door. I ask him what they did with my money. He said a maximum of $300 can be put in the prison account at one time. Each month you can buy things from a catalog. You can go to the front and they can keep refilling your account each month with your money if you want. Or you can go each week. Today is ordering day. You need to go to the station downstairs. I headed down and I saw the station. It had a short line. I got there and I was given a catalog. I bought:

Extra soap $4

A drawing pad $6

Colored pencils and crayons $8

A bag of chips $2

An extra suit that would never be washed because of prison policy. $30

1 big plastic tub to put it in $5

And lastly an extra blanket that was fuzzy $10

The lady looked at me and said with a cold voice, "is that all" I said, "actually, can I add 1 stress ball and another bag of chips?". She added them and said my total was $80.00. She made a comment under her breath that I couldn't make out. She said the order would be here in 2 days. I walked away. I was looking around and noticed that a lot of girls had matching tattoos. A girl that was tall, and a little pudgy approached me. She said that if it wanted to be safe that I would join them in the "the kill joys". I said alright and I made my way over to their table. I noticed that each girl has a tattoo behind their ear. It was a music note. They asked what i was in for.

I went to the book store in the library. I bought a lot so that I wouldn't have to go back for a while. I bought a drawing book, 2 mysteries, 3 romance, 2 drama, 1 comedy about roommates, 1 science book about mutations, 2 autobiographies, 1 about how to cope in jail, and a few bookmarks. I bought a bookshelf that would be nailed into my drawers. (On top). I put the books on the shelf. I got my delivery 10 minutes after that. I put my extra suit in the top drawer with the other one. I was only aloud to have one washed each week. I put my chips on top of the bookshelf. I put the soap on my sink, and the drawing stuff on the table. I put away the blanket and the giant tub. I got a know on the door. An officer handed me a towel. He told me to put on my flip flops. I followed in a line of other girls.

We got to the showers. The we stripped down, we folded out suit and we each got into a stall with our flip flops on. The showers ran for a minute. I hoped in and scrubbed my body with soap. I rinsed I look around. The shower was gross. It was dirty. There was black gooey stuff and hair everywhere. I sighed as the shower turned off. I step out and wrapped the tower around myself.

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