Is it worth the fight…???

Based on another true story.

 

Similarities to anyone in the story shall be subject to the number of fuks I give.

Zero.

 

 

3 more days… just 3… I carve the lines on the wall.. one for each day I remain in my prison cell. Unable to appear as a normal person.

I have no life beyond these walls. Hardly a life within them.

My taste buds grow, longing for the sweet taste of cellars ghee roast with some nice butter naans.

I yearn for a nice chilled beer to soak my tongue in.

But nay.. These chains have me shackled .. Like an animal.

 

If only I hadnt been so careless. I must do what I need to do.

 

*BUUZZZZZZZ* The prison bell goes off.. Everyones let out for recreation time. There isnt much to do in a prison hold.. Everyday seems like every other day.. The same food.. the same life.. the same.. solitude…

 

We dont get much say .. Although… Im not here on my own.. What I did , some of you might call me a fool.. to others.. I am a saint.. To my self.. well.. I shall come back to that..

 

The last 3 days of my solitary confinement are all you need to know..

If you are a sensitive reader, I suggest you stop now.. these last 3 days have been hell.. It takes survival tactics and a lot of strategy to get through it.

Again…

Do not proceed.. Unless you can handle it..

 

Day 1.. The alarm went off..  I dont remember how I reached my cell.. I remember waking up with the stench of death around me.. and a blood stained knife in my hand.. The last thing I remember was walking into the cell block on the other side of the prison.. Was I knocked out? Was it planned?

There was a cell check. I managed to hide the knife in a hole in the wall, which I had been working on for days now.. Before you say anything, Shawshank Redemption, HAAWWW YeEEAAAHHH!! But my hands were still covered in blood… I had no options but to punch myself in the face… And fake a nose bleed.. The warden came by.. Questions arose about the entire scenario.. He bought it.. But doubt kept him in..

He threw me in the hole for 6 hours to “SAVE” myself..

 

By the time I was out.. I knew there was something up.. Someone wanted me taken out.. I had to act fast.

As usual… The only thing that helped me think were my weights.. Lifting and Pumping Iron as heavy as I could. Kept my mind in focus.

 

Ol’ Jimmy came by to ask if I wanted Cigarettes for the night.. I didnt have the supply of Vitamin M, if you know what I mean.

“Well then… I guess you cant have any..”

 

That night, I didnt sleep a wink… I kept wondering where I went wrong.. Only to find that.. there was no answer..

 

Day 2… I opened my eyes.. The guard said “Hi!” as he pulled me across the block and threw me in the mud. I was half in my senses.. What did I get my self into…

“Rumor is… You were in Henrys cell the other night…. The night.. He died.. “

“I have no idea what you’re talking about .”.. I had to remain focused. I couldnt remember that night…

Did I kill him? Why would I … Henry was a good friend.. The first person I met in the Prison on entry.

He took my side when the Red shirts started picking on me..

 

“I need to see his room.. “, I thought maybe I could start the search from there.. Maybe .. I could gather information.. See where this thing leads to..

“Son.. You aint gonna see shit.. “

 

Thats when I knew.. They wanted to keep my out.. Everyone was in on it.. Why wouldnt he let me in if he knew I could help.. He needed a scape goat..

 

I am not going to be that scape goat..

 

I was thrown back in the cell.. I heard a voice as the guard left .. It was from the inmate beside me..

“Pssst… I heard what happened.. You ok man? “

“No Im not ok.. What the hell happened that night! “

.. Silence.. “TELL MEE!! “

“Get some sleep man.. You’ll need it before you hear it.. “

 

Day 3.. My every move was watched… Thomson, the inmate beside my cell asked me to meet him in the yard..

“Start talking…”

“People say.. you killed him… Henry was your doing.. “

“No it wasnt!” .. “I couldnt have been the one.. “

“It was you.. I was there too.. “

.. How could this be.. Why dont I have any recollection of it.. Why is it …

“You need to understand something.. This is hell.. And you’re just a pawn ..”

 

*The Alarm goes off!*  “You see man… I kinda … ratted you out.. “, He laughed as he moved away..

The entire population moved away from me.. The guards rushed towards me.. The alarm kept buzzing ..

Blows to the left and right of my face.. I felt every single one of them..

 

Suddenly… I heard Sweet Child of mine playing in the background…

 

Then I woke up…

 

Then I noticed my sister beating the shit outta me because I had to drop her to the bus station…

 

And it was salary day…

 

I HAVE THE WEIRDEST MOTHERFUKING DREAMS ON THE PLANET!

 

“The only person you need to be better than, is the person you were yesterday….

  This does not apply to batman….”