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"Perez lets move!" Marco,my least favourite guard said as he roughly pulled my out of my cell to cuff me.While he was pushing me towards the exit i smirked to myself hearing a couple of my prison palls calling my name. We got to the desk and the snobby guard behind the computer popped her gum as her nasaly voice echoed through the room "you have $60 on your account that you'll get in cash,here's your clothes go change". Rolling my eyes i turned to marco and raised my arms so he could uncuff me,with a scowl he reluctantly obliged and i went into the small cubicle to change.

Pulling my clothes out of the  see-through bag i sighed as i realised it was the dress i wore on that night five years ago,shimmying on the skimpy dress i straightened it out and cringed when i felt dried blood. Exiting the cubicle i walked back up to the desk and nodded my head in thanks as i was passed three twenty-dollar notes,walking towards the exit i turned to face marco with a devious smile,before i could utter a word he begged me "please don't fucking come back". Feigning offence i threw my hand over my heart and proceeded to wipe away the non-existent tears "don't worry,i'll try not to" was all i replied before bursting through the doors and walking to my freedom.

Allow me to introduce myself,my name is Phoenix Marie Perez,im 22 years of age,lifelong Santo Padre resident and i have just been released from Stockton State Prison after serving half of my initial 10 year prison sentence. I grew up with the Reyes brothers,Angel being my best friend. I haven't seen him for five years,not because i couldn't but simply because he never came to visit. Ezekiel always tried his best to make up an excuse as to why his pendejo of a brother wasn't coming to see me,but i wasn't stupid and i always pretended not to care even though i did. I have also been lifelong friends with Johnny 'coco' Cruz,but he is more like a brother than a bestfriend.

sighing i walked down the long dirt road and waited for my cab to arrive,i rolled my eyes at the driver as he gave me weary glances through the rear-view mirror,probably because he just picked up a fellon but who cares. He pulled up outside Felipe's shop like i asked and i handed him a $20 before stepping out of the stuffy cab and into the even stuffier Santo Padre air. I nervously stepped into the cool room and let the tears build at my eyes as i watched Felipe rush round the counter and pull me into a warm,safe and familiar embrace. "oh mija,I'm so happy your home" he said as he held me at arms length and examined me,frowning when he realised what I was wearing.

"Come with me sweetheart,we'll get you some clean clothes" he said smiling as he ushered me up the stairs. I changed into a long gray t-shirt and a pair of black sweats,walking back down the stairs I was greeted by a steamy mug of coffee. Smiling I kissed Felipe's cheek and picked up the mug "does EZ know your back?" He asked while packaging his products "no,your the first person I came to" I smiled,it quickly faded though as I saw the one and only Angel Reyes walk through the door.

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