100 days in prison

How it all begon

Day 1

So, I'm in prison now and I don't know what I did. Let me feel you something about me. Hey, I'm lizy, and I'm 21 years old. So, yesterday 5 police cars showed up at my house. I was so confused, and so was my boyfriend.  They immediately held me so I couldn't move. I screamed: 'what the hell is happening!' But they ignored me. They sat me in the police car and drive to a kind of jail looking building.

When I was there they sat me down and questioned me. A boy was killed an trown in a lake nearby. They asked were I was a few days ago and if I knew him. I told them exactly what I knew. I thought that they would notice that I didn't do it and would let me go but no.

Today I'm sitting in prison. They told me that they don't need evidence but I think they lied. I don't know how long I will be here. I called my boyfriend and he said I had to say the truth, but I did. He didn't believe me and we broke up. The rest of the day I cried. People told me to shut up, but I didn't care. It's night now and I can't sleep. I don't have a clock so I don't know how late it is.

Day 2

I really hope I'm getting out soon, I hate it here! No one is nice to me, everything is dirty, I'm almost getting no food and I can't sleep! How am I gonne survive this. My family called today to ask me what happened so I explained everything. And guess what, they didn't believe me! Why is no one believing me. I didn't do anything, my family tries to get evidence that I didn't do it, but they don't believe me!? What the hell is wrong with this world!

I calmed down a little, but hey I got news. And I don't think that this is gonna end well. I got a roommate. Yes, a black woman entered the room today but I'm to scared to say something. We haven spoken to each other yet but I hope we Will en become friend. No, what am I thinking. That's never gonna happen...

Day 7

I have bin in here for a week now. I'm slowly Starting to get the system. If you want respect you have to beat somebody up. Honestly, I did it too. You need friends otherwise you are not gonna survive, kinda a rule. You can cal someone ones a week, kinda annoying. And the food here is soooo bad, like: the milk has chunks in it, the food has molt on it and the food is tasteless. Idk how I'm going to survive this. Also, everyone tries to steal your things, it's getting really annoying. Anyway I'm going to sleep.

I hope you like this, idk how I came by this idea but I think this will be good. And sorry that I don't write that often, I'm very busy with school stuff :)