But even when I stop crying, even when we fall asleep and I'm nestled in his arms, this will leave another scar. No one will see it. No one will know. But it will be there. And eventually all of the scars will have scars, and that's all I'll be--one big scar of a love gone wrong.
•amanda grace•
Chicago Prison is a secure and safe holding place for the criminals that threaten our city.
We have four classes that separate our inmates:
Class D, for low level crimes such as theft and trespassing. Generally only temporary.
Class C, for low level physical abuse and theft.
Class B, for high level physical and sexual abuse.
Class A, for murder and rape.
Visiting Hours:
Class D: 9am to 11am weekdays
Class C: 1pm to 2pm weekdays
Class B: 2pm to 3pm weekends
Class A: 5pm to 5:30 Sundays
Marcel was class C.
Today was Thursday.
I packed tissues, paper, a small video camera and pens into my bag. I pulled on my coat and beanie and locked my apartment behind me, stepping towards the elevator.
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I have absolutely no idea how a prison is run, so don't mind me lol
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Bruises
Teen FictionOlivia has been abused by her brother all her life, and she has the bruises and burns to show it. When she makes a stand and moves out, she meets a boy; a wonderful boy. But the two boys, brother and lover, are connected, and Olivia is scared. Sc...
