roger-50360282 @roger-50360282
I've been a prisoner here for nigh on three years now. It's not exactly the most pleasant place to be, but I'm making do. The sun is shining today, which makes it slightly less miserable than usual. There are quite a few of us out here in the yard right now, mostly women, all of us stark naked and barefoot as per the rules. I find myself standing with my arms over my head to make life easier for the guards when they need to check on us. It's not exactly the most comfortable position, but it has its benefits - like being able to stretch out my back a bit more.
I've been stuck in this place since I was just 17 years old. Back then, I used to dream of freedom and all the things that came with it - clothes, food, comforts... But life's got a way of changing quickly, hasn't it? One minute you're a carefree teenager, the next you're locked away in a place like this, forced to do hard labor for crimes you may or may not have committed. It doesn't exactly make for a pleasant existence.
Still, I've learned to adapt over the years. You learn to survive when you're stuck in a place like this - and that's all I'm really trying to do at this point. I'm just along for the ride now, taking what comes my way and making the most of it. It's not exactly the life I would have chosen for
