Eight years ago this month, the 7th of February to be exact, I got arrested for my crime. I know what I did was wrong and have come to that conclusion because I got help. After meeting many people I have learned how to better conduct myself. Being in prison automatically makes me a criminal, but I’d just like to say that I’ve not always been one.
Having a tablet while doing time is a privilege. I stay connected with my family and that’s awesome. I’m still waiting to connect with new people, because I haven’t had a pen pal to write to. If you’re reading this and would like to talk about whatever I have time to hear you out. I can’t wait to hear from you. I enjoy getting mail.