Henri Young
Alcatraz Prison
Life is hard being locked up in such a secluded place. But I suppose that's what I deserve for the bad things I did. I think of what I did and don't feel to regret what I did. How bad about me. Innocent people that I harmed. But now I’m paying for it. The tight schedule that we have to follow stinks. Everything we do is based on a schedule. Can you believe that they have schedules for us to do our personal business or like showers, shaving, changing clothes or recreational activities. It's a real stinker. Worst part is that trying to get a smoke is hard as well.
Few years later....
I suppose luck isn't on my side. Our escape plan didn't work out as planned and we got busted. Now I have to pay the price for trying to escape. I have been put on a cell away from the rest of the prisoners. Although, I have light and plumbing to do my personal business, I still feel like I'm in a dungeon. I have no one to talk to and don't get to see anyone either. How long will I will be able to take it before I start going crazy? Hopefully not so long because I already feel like I'm crazy. Life stinks. How I hope that we had not been caught.
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