Today is November 9, But Im re-wrighting what I already have wrote down to keep up with what's going on and how I'm feeling, for the next month. (My last month at W.R.D.C.C Prison)
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November 4, 2016
Tonight I called home and Terry is dead. I can't believe this shit. Almost 12 years to the day when Dad died. I hope I can stay strong enough and not fall apart.
Gør som tusindvis af andre bogelskere
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