my cell mates

there was originally just the 5 of us and we all had commissary regularly and got mail and phone calls so we were a pretty happy bunch we even got yard time or recess if u want to call it that with other cells my mates seemed very protective of me in the yard as most were there for more serious offenses then me my mates wanted to protect my innocence so to say V being the most protective and out spoken worked out regularly we even traded trays and stuff became a dear friend to me mostly because she has a bunch of kids she is now a proud grandma I understand we will get to more about her later on I also learned a lot in jail I would like to bring to light it's not all bad some of the guards are friendly and caring compassionate for us others not so much I learned to pluck eyebrows with thread coffee bombs and what a rig is I also had a no bake cake and a ramen feast but that's also for later on as for "T" well she started out friendly but then turned into something else not really sure why or how but that's a story for another chapter as well and we will get there