11-15-2002, 05:02 PM
Day 7 Morning:
The rat is back. Unfortunately I don't have anything left other than the empty wrapper from the food Jon gave me last night. I try to talk to it knowing it can't understand me. I think I am going insane. It is becoming harder everyday to breath and my nose runs constant. Jon is going to be off for the next 2 days so I won't have anyone to talk to as I would get in trouble trying to talk to the guy in the next cell. I lay and think of home again. How I miss my home and family. I finally drag myself up long enough to urinate and back to the bed I go.
The rat is back. Unfortunately I don't have anything left other than the empty wrapper from the food Jon gave me last night. I try to talk to it knowing it can't understand me. I think I am going insane. It is becoming harder everyday to breath and my nose runs constant. Jon is going to be off for the next 2 days so I won't have anyone to talk to as I would get in trouble trying to talk to the guy in the next cell. I lay and think of home again. How I miss my home and family. I finally drag myself up long enough to urinate and back to the bed I go.