Another Prison Cell Search


As I came back from the gym, I walked into my cell only to find it in shambles.

Dry rice and oatmeal was all over the floor. All my papers and file folders were scattered everywhere. My shelves were completely trashed. And all my clothes were in a pile on the floor.

The situation is done. It is what it is. I have no control over that. But I do have control over my mind and how I deal with it.

I turn around and walk out. I head to the officers station where I find two guards. They are the two who tore up my cell. I’m about to confront them…


For My Smartass Confrontation, CLICK HERE

For My Controlled Confrontation, CLICK HERE



Steven Jennings



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