Time

To the Warden:



Forty Years, for forty years I have lived in this cell.  I’ve seen fresh flesh that is not used to this harsh life and I’ve seen seasoned skin.  From the petty thieves to the murderers.  I’ve made many friends but more enemies.  I was a young man with a wife and baby on the way.  Now I’m old with a prostitute and a user.

Six years ago I was eligible for parole.  You may remember me breaking out, robbing a bank and patiently waiting for the police.  I gave the reason that I was worried the parole wouldn’t go through.  Well the real reason is that I was worried I couldn’t make it.  I don’t know society life… I know prison life.

I would now like to submit to you my plan for some more time.  Tomorrow I will use my makeshift blade and kill one of my enemies: David Williams.  This will be tomorrow during lunch.  I am sorry, but I hope this reaches you well.



Stan Sanco

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