I've spent two years in prison relaying stories sent by letters to a blogger about my crimes, arrests, and life in four Florida prisons, the Pinellas County Jail, juvenile detention and drug rehab. I'm sending a message to others not to make the same mistakes I did.


Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Showering in the box

One thing about being in the box is you never get to leave your room, except to go to the shower.

Even when you go to the shower, you have to be escorted there in handcuffs.

The shower is like a big cell with a metal door. Once you’re in the shower, the door is shut and locked behind you. Then they open a little flap that you stick your hands out and they uncuff you.

I’m probably locked in there for about 20 minutes, so at least I get to take a long shower.

After my shower, I turn around with my back facing the door and stick my hands out the door. I’m handcuffed again, then led back to my room where I don’t get to do anything but count the hairs on my legs.

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