Steven Dybvad – Personal Journal – November 28, 2012

by Steven Dybvad

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Today seems to be one of those days that I just can’t think of a single thing to write about. I hate living in a constant fear for my safety. My bunky says that there’s talk of another thing going to happen in here. The tension in here is supposedly so thick could cut it with a knife. Plus we are all do for another bug spraying in the block, which means that every one of us has to be in the gym at the same time. I hate this feeling; I wish my bunky wouldn’t even tell me about some of the crap that goes on in here. Two big gang leaders are feuding about something and they both live in our block. I hate this life I’ve created for myself. I always feel so helpless in here, there’s absolutely nothing that I can do for myself except for cross my fingers, pray to God, and hope for the best. I always lived my life outside as if this would never happen to me, and yet here I am.

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