roger-50360282 @roger-50360282
I was a beautiful girl with long black hair and fair skin when I got arrested for drug trafficking. My ass is still curvy even after all these years in prison.
My name is Fatima, but the guards call me 'arab princess' behind my back because of my ethnicity and physique. They've been trying to break me since day one by stripping me naked every morning before taking away my dignity.
I remember when I used to be a model, but now it's just me, myself and I in this cold grey room with metal bars everywhere and the smell of urine all over the place. Sometimes I wish they would leave me alone so I can at least have some peace.
When you get arrested for drug trafficking, no one cares about who you are or what you've done anymore, it's just a matter of survival now. The prison is my home now and it's a place where people don't care if your body is beautiful or not, they only care that you're breaking the rules.
I wish I could say that time is passing quickly but in here, every second feels like an eternity and all I can think about is when will they finally let me out of this hellhole? My hair has grown longer since my arrest and it's now a symbol of how much freedom I've lost.
It seems that the world outside these walls doesn't exist anymore for me. Even though I'm still young, I have given up hope that things would change in here. The guards
