Dinner was served and we had to sit in the common area. We had a TV and I got excited because some type of sport or show should be on. If i am going to be here I might as well make myself at home.
Some of the guys came up to use and gave us some of their food and complementing Anna and. I was saying thank you and just staying to myself. We spoke with Andrew and Bishup since they seemed cool. They was asking us where did we come from and our story. But I more interested in knowing why everyone else was in here. So I can prepare myself.
Andrew was a black male that love games. So while inside he has been keeping his cool with card games. He was in for trying to hurt himself.
Bishop was a white male that look like he was part of a gang but a sweet heart. He was in for thinking he don’t want to live anymore once he lost his family. He has been in an out of the hospitals.
Anna was in for threatening her mother saying she will hurt herself. They turned her in and haven’t been in contact with them since.
It’s so much pain in the room listening to the stories of others. When I told my story they felt bad but understood completely on their end. I try not to Express to much detail to protect myself.
I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror like I just got my hair pressed out and looking cute. But I have nothing here to keep my hair together. So I asked the nurses if they knew how to braid. Since the males had the male nurses helping the men shave or watching them while they do it since it was a sharp object and they didn’t want them hurting themselves or others. Unfortunately the nurses said we cant help you. But Anna came over and said she will help me.
She braided the top and just place the rest in a ponytail. She braided hard since my hair was super straight and hard to grip. I was ready for bed once she was done and took a book in my room and the nurse came by and said nothing needs to be in the room but your personal items. Anything besides that will be considered contraband. The last thing I need is to get in trouble.
I laid down and looked out the stormy glass window praying that I can fight through this and hopefully will come out sooner than I think. The only thing I was worried was about my job because I had so much responsibility to do this week and I didn’t show up without letting anyone know.
But then I said fuck it. I asked for a break and sleep from work and God blessed me with it. Let me finally do this. I have a bed food shelter and water. The roommates seemed cool and civilized so I might can fit in.
I wonder what they have in stored for us tomorrow.
Meaning Behind Your Smile 