In June 2005, I was sentenced to 18 months imprisonment for arson, assault and attempted murder. My sentence was lenient because i was a first offender and as of the time i committed the crime i was under-aged. I ended up spending 3 months of the term in jail and the rest 15 months on parole based on good behaviour. As soon as I got out, I found out a very bitter truth. The truth was that the moment people know that you have been to jail you become a social outcast. I struggled with the situation of rejection for a long time before I decided on the best thing to do which was to live right so that everyone could see that I was different.
“Get up you scallywag”, “It’s time for you animals to work”. That was a typical morning back in prison. The warder always woke us up by about 4:30 in the mornings by my calculation except Saturdays and Sundays. We would immediately without further “persuasion” begin to troop out like worker ants. Everyone scurrying to do his portion of work.
Upon conviction i was taken to a remand home for juvenile offenders. Due to over-crowding in the cells, i was transferred to a maximum security prison facility. The facility was hell. The work or the insults of the wardens were not the problem but thoughts of home and the other inmates were the main troubles. The chief of my problems was a particular inmate called Long John.
He was a slender, mean looking man who had slits, as it were, rather than eyeballs for eyes. He was every prisoner’s nightmare. If he whistle you danced to his tune, this i mean literally. IF he wanted to pee your body served as a toilet for him. Long john or Mighty Jay as he was referred to had been convicted severally of arson, gang rape, breaking and entry, arms possession e.t.c and this was his fourth time in prison and the second year of his recent sentence. The wardens knew this and feared him like a cobra. To add to it he was an incurable sodomistic wretch. If he wanted you he got you. NO questions asked, just simple complete obedience. His “harem” had about 3 boys my age at that time. He had sex with them at anytime he wanted calling them his sweet little things.
On my arrival it was obvious to all that his attention would shift to me. Frostie(as he was called) who was my ally through out my three month stay, quickly informed me about John. Being a dogged fighter, I chose to take on John at anytime by any means necessary and i meant by any means necessary.
My first encounter with Long John caused Frostie and Slow (another of my allies) a lot of trouble. Mighty Jay came to me on my fourth Sunday at the facility. He said ” Hey green boy( a name used for new inmates)” “i wanna fuck you”. I decided to ignore him. Whack! was the next sound I heard John hit me across the face. Being the bull I lunged at his throat with my hands. ON hearing the noise, all he other inmates who were around the bath area, came running in. Seeing both of us wrestling on the floor and knowing that John being bigger would make mince meat of me, Frostie kicked out at John’s ribs. Sensing that the odds were against John the inmates loyal to Mighty Jay attacked us this provoked a response from Frostie’s boys. The guard came running in with clubs. Soon they had every body under control. But Frostie and Slow had completely lost it they kept on kicking at John. They were given the strait jacket and put in isolation for three days without food. John though injured looked up at me and said “One - Zero”, ” I’ll soon score”. I believed him. I knew it was only a matter of time before he did score. He would come after me. And with Frostie and Slow out, I knew i stood no chance against John…………Long John
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