Prison has been a hard sentence for me. I’ve only had one time out of two weeks to post this post because I have been locked into solitary for so long. I’m sorry that I haven’t posted for two weeks.

There’s lots to be covered in this post. First of all, the other day while I sat down at lunch, someone pounded the table in front of my lunch. I slowly looked up; my eyes looked up slowly as well.

I let go of my fork and knife and slowly placed it onto the table. I twisted my head to the left and closed my eyes half way.

He demanded me to get up and fight with him. I lifted my legs off the bench and pushed the guy half way but the table was in the way. The table was the thing that kept me from the full force of my hands pushing him over.

He sprawled his left hand out and reached for me collar of my jump suit and gripped tightly to the collar and pulled me in then he stumbled while he came around the table. As this happened some people on our table dropped their jaws and stood up to start clapping.

When he was fully around the table he pulled his fist back and before I know it- he put the balled up fist an arm length to my face but he did not stop there- he repeatedly kept hitting me and hitting me.

This made the guards aware and the whole cafeteria went on lock down because of this one guys dumb mistake of trying to kill me over some dumb food.

The guards dropped spikes while everyone dropped to the ground. Alarms were going on everywhere and no-one knew when the pellets were to stop flying in the air.

Guards thought I started the fight because I pushed him first and know I have been in solitary confinement for two weeks but I’ve finally been placed into normal facility. Prison is only a joy for the hardened spirits.

Signed out:

                       ROBERT