Prisoner Number 98B853
Let me introduce myself. I'm Dave Brooks. 27 years old. This is my prison story. I walked into Ben Anderson's house. I took out my gun and I walked up to his study. I walked in and I saw him watching TV. The program was about murder. Ironic. I pistol whipped him in the back of his head and he went down. I fired twice. He was dead. I heard sirens coming and I ran out the back door. I jumped his fence into his neighbor's house. From there I ran into the street, right in front of a cop car. 2 cops jumped out and pointed their guns at me. "DROP YOUR WEAPON!" I knew I was fucked. I dropped my .45 and put my hands up. 2 days later I was in court. I was convicted of second degree murder and possession of a stolen weapon. I was sentenced to life, with parole in 25 years.
I was 27 years old, about to go to prison for the rest of my life. I was being sent to Oz. The name on the street for the Oswald Maximum Security Penitentiary. The 30 minute bus ride there felt more like 30 days. Me and 6 other convicts, Miguel Alvarez, Tobias Beecher, Donald Groves and Paul Markstrom, Steven Griggs and Henry Little, were marched into Oz. Alvarez got stabbed as soon as we got in. Beecher, Groves, Markstrom and I were sent to Emerald City. We were assigned sponsors. Groves got Bob Rebadow, a nice old man who I was told was in for homicide. Markstrom got Jefferson Keane, one of those real "gangsta" types. Beecher got Dino Ortolani, a guy I knew from the outside, we had done some deals; we even killed this one guy together. I wasn't a mobster like him, just my own criminal. I did everything, sold drugs, killed people, robbed people, I did it all. My sponsor was Carlos Rodrigo.
Some hack, named Wittlesey, gave us the rules of Em City. My cellmate was Carlos Rodrigo. He told me to earn respect I had to do something. "Kill an Aryan" he told me. He told me to kill Skezz Henke. I made up a plan to make it look like an accident. While we were on the second floor of Em City, I said to him "Suck my dick you faggot!" He charged at me with a shank and I ran out of the way, he fell over the rail, fell and broke his neck. He didn't die though. He became paralyzed. I probably did him a favor though, he got out of Em City, and into the hospital permanently. He was gonna get killed by Jefferson Keane though.
Carlos came up to me during lunch and said "Hey man, ya know the Aryans want you dead. Mark Mack said he's going to slit your throat in the shower. You need to watch your back man. I'll try to help, but I can't promise anything." I looked over to Mark Mack, who was imitating slitting a throat to me. I flipped him the bird.
Surely enough, when I was in the shower, Mark Mack and Fred Wick tried to attack me, Wick put me in a full nelson, and Mack took out a shank. I kicked him in the stomach, and then in the face. He let go of the shank and it went flying, I got one of my hands free and grabbed it, I stabbed Wick in the chest and started to beat down Mack, but the COs came and broke it up. I was thrown in the hole. Wick was sent to the infirmary, he lost a lot of blood, but he survived, and Mack was sent to the infirmary too, because I gave him a concussion, and fractured his jaw. I was sent to McManus's office. "What the fuck happened!?" he asked me. I told him what happened plain and simple, "You know how Skezz Henke got paralyzed? After he tried to shank me? Well the Aryans think I pushed him over, so Mack and Wick tried to kill me, I kicked Mack twice, got his shank, stabbed Wick in self-defense and attacked Mack in self-defense too. That's all." "BULLSHIT BROOKS! Wick and Mack told me you came after them." McManus said. I was brought to solitary for 2 weeks.