I sit on the ice cold floor of kamiti maximum prison staring blanky on the ceiling as I remember the events of the day. As the events unravel before my eyes, a cold chilling breeze sweeps across my cheeks as a cold tear roll down from my ruddy eyes.
Strings of endless questions crisscross my mind as I ask myself what I had done to receive such cruel treatment. My blood father had decided to take my dignity from me. Why? I cried to the high Deity. I had so much bitterness that I decided to take matters into my own hands. Matters that were the reason behind my 10 year journey in kamiti prison. Matters that made me loose those close to me . Matters that may make me end my life soon ...
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