my first day in pgrcc
I was about 175 pounds when I first walked into Prince George jail. It was my first time inside. I didn’t know anyone. I didn’t know the rules. I was scared to death, even if I didn’t have the words for that yet. They put me in a bottom cell. As soon as I stepped in, a guy walked in behind me. I remember him telling me to clean up, saying it was count. My ears started ringing. Everything went fuzzy. The next thing I knew, I was on the floor. I’d been knocked out for a second. My nose was broken. Blood everywhere. I had no sense of why it happened. I hadn’t done anything wrong. I didn’t even know anyone in that jail. When the guard came and asked me what happened, I laughed it off. I told him I slipped on the bed and cracked my nose. I tried to make it sound like nothing. I didn’t want attention. I didn’t want problems. I didn’t understand yet that jail doesn’t work like that. They took me to health care and then moved me to another unit on the fourth floor. When I walked in, it felt un...