My Life In Prison Novels & Stories

He says. I open one eye and see one of my arms unloose I quickly bring it over myself covering my naked battered body. Sir Quinn, I think his name was took off his jacket covered me, and continued to untie me helping me to the ground in the process. Before I could get my thoughts together Robbie's voice boomed through the basement shaking me to my core. "I WON'T GO TO JAIL BECAUSE OF THAT WORTHLESS BITCH! SHE'S NOT WORTH MY LIFE! I DID NOTHING WRONG! SHE'S MY CHILD I CAN TREAT HER HOWEVER I WANT"!

Sarah’s POV Prison life was slowly driving me insane. Every day felt like I was losing a piece of myself. The noise, the smell, the rules, the insults, the fights, everything was choking the life out of me. And in the middle of all that misery, one thought kept haunting me more than anything else, escaping.

Life isn't pink, but it isn't black either; it's a middle ground where we have positive and negative experiences that help us grow and improve. He had spent his whole life locked up, afraid and imagining what the outside world could offer him. When he got out of that prison, he realized it was big, fascinating, and scary. There were good people and bad people and beautiful and horrible landscapes. Ultimately, it wasn't the place that made Oliver tremble and suffer but the people who surrounded him. THE END

And now, everything has changed. Everything had been taken from me. My whole life had been turned upside down; I lived a nightmare that I never thought in my life I would live. Is this how my life is going to end? Alone, trapped in this living hell of a prison, paying for a sin I didn't commit? I asked myself that every day for the last five years of my life. Every morning, I woke up hoping, praying that something would change-that finally someone would believe me. But nothing ever did.

None of the nurses that worked with me in the hospital then even defended me. It was later that my family found out that I had been arrested and they couldn’t bail me. I was sentenced to life imprisonment after several visits to the court and that is how my journey in the prison started not until one day, I met Caden in the prison. I shook my head slowly and I jerked out of that thought.

And oftentimes, some prisoners died inside their cells because of their jailmates' violence. For a pampered rich man like Mathew, this kind of living for the rest of his life was a hellish nightmare that he wish to be awaken up to. Not only that, but the people who were implicated because of Michael sent their people to the prison and secretly teach Mathew a lesson. There was not a day where Mathew sleep comfortably without pain inside the cell. He could not bail out, he would spend the rest of his life living like this. When Michael visited him to see what he looked like, the dirty and beat-up Mathew had lost his confidence and pride long ago. He immediately went to his knees and beg Michae

Cassie’s POV Life inside the prison was exactly how I expected it to be. Miserable. There was no life, no beginning, and no end. It was a vicious cycle of doing the most mundane things, with not a soul to talk to, not a confidant to vent to. One just had oneself, and one had to make peace with that. The only time I saw people was during breakfast, lunch and dinner when people were fighting for their share of food. The quality of treatment of convicts was poorer than I’d expected. I had to fight for basic needs such as food and clean water. Since we were here after committing a crime, nobody deems us worthy of receiving such basic commodities although the government provides it to us.

Marrisa Bonifacio It's been three months, three fucking months of tears, pain, and agony. I was framed. I had nobody and my baby has been struggling to survive in this prison. Every fucking day I was made to do different hard jobs, washing the toilet, cutting hard grasses, pushing waste bins, no care no attention from any loved ones I'm tired and sick of this kind of life, this is not the life I want for my baby especially not in this kind of environment