The Day I Went to Prison – Part 3

A story about prison

“What ways?” I wondered out loud. “Well, there are blind spots on the cameras. Like over there under that camera by the microwave,” Ben replied as he pointed to a security camera. “So people just do it really fast out here in the open, by a microwave?!” I could not grasp this concept. “People usually make sure there aren’t any kids around,” he stated. “Phew, well at LEAST there aren’t kids around,” I thought. “How do the guards not notice?” I asked skeptically. This was just absurd and I needed to know the details. Ben started to explain some more, […]

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The Day I Went to Prison – Part 2

A story about prison

It felt like time had stopped. I just kept waiting until finally the door opened and I saw Ben walk into the room. I don’t know what I expected but it wasn’t this. I guess I thought he’d be walking in handcuffs and shackles or something but nope, he just strolled in and walked towards me with his arms wide open. The rule is you’re allowed to hug and kiss when you arrive and when you leave but no touching between those times. Even though we hadn’t met in person before we knew each other right away, and he gave me […]

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The Day I Went to Prison – Part I

A story about prison

Disclaimer: I have tried to recreate events, locales and conversations from my memories of them. In order to maintain their anonymity in some instances I have changed the names of individuals and places, I may have changed some identifying characteristics and details such as physical properties, occupations and places of residence. “You have arrived at your destination,” my GPS stated; however, I was still on a long stretch of highway with mostly desert around me. But to my right I could see the grey, concrete buildings surrounded by barbed wire. “How do I get from here (on the highway) to […]

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