July 14th-
Well, as you could already guess, I got caught. Though, I'll say I'm impressed with how long I managed to pull this shit off.
Basically what happened was after my piece of shit husband was turned into a fly, I tried to stun him and he wouldn't stay still. My dumbass forgot that I left the window open so his little ass could escape, so I ended up having to track him, and found out he went to my disappointment son, Cosmo, and his pig of a wife's house in hopes someone would change him back.
But of course, Cosmo's daughter, Cassia, who could use a good ass whooping in my opinion (since she has this habit to talking back to me and being disrespectful) found him before I did, and turned him back before snitching on me to her deadbeat parents. The next time I try to break out, I now have two people on my hitlist, Cassia and Linnie. I don't give a shit if Cassia isn't 18,000 yet, she just pissed me off. What the hell was she doing awake anyways? Isn't her bedtime at 8? What ever happened to giving kids the belt when they misbehaved. Whenever my kids would fuck up, I'd spank them with a metal pan. Cassia should be grateful she doesn't live with me. A black eye would surely teach her a lesson. Teach her some discipline since her mom and dad don't seem to be doing anything.
I had to go to trial again and received another 2 years on top of my sentence, which fucking sucks because I shouldn't even be here in the first place. I was framed by Linnie and no one wants to believe me! It's like the world can't handle a tough, tells-like-it-is, honest person like me. They would prefer someone that probably sucks my ballsack in his dreams..the pervert..he should be here, not me. Or better yet, on death row. Both of them.
Yeah, believe it or not, we do have a death row, and usually when it's time to carry out the execution, the condemned is usually shoved into a tube where all their magic get sucked out along their body, eventually turned to dust. Man, wouldn't it be funny to see Linnie and Cassia in that little tube?
I don't know how much longer I can stay in here, I really can't. I have a headache and I wished I could get a beer right now, but they ain't got that shit here. Plus, I got my ass handed to the other day because someone asked, "What you in here for" and I just answered their question, "Domestic Violence Charges", didn't think anything of it. All of the sudden, they punched me in the face, and screamed at me, yelling, "Oh, so you like hitting your husband, huh?", as if they knew him. If they knew all he had put me through, they'd probably understand. God, the world can be so cruel. What did I ever do to deserve this?
Oh shit, we're finally getting some yard time. I needed the fresh air after getting caught. I'll write later.
-Nora