Walking in i felt sick, the smell was unbearable.People were strap down and choking on their own vomit. The doctors were hostile and brutal... I saw my cellmates familiar face and i began to really feel uneasy.
My brother will regret turning me in. He needs me and i know he still loves me. God Help ME.
Its been two weeks now and the food here has caused my stomach to bubble and constipate.
Being here a month, I'm starting to know people, a new guy comes in and he is my brother...