Bahama Drama December 5, 2024

I Made Fox Hill a Better Place

Good night, Bahama Drama. Please keep this anonymous. I feel like a kind of savior ’cause of how I carry myself when I was locked up in Fox Hill Prison for them three years.

When I first reach there, they put me on remand. After I lose my case, they send me to the big jail.

I ain’ gon’ lie, when I first step in, I was scared. My charge was breakin’ an’ enterin’, but they put me in a block with hardcore fellas murderers an’ rapists.

That first week, I keep my head down, ain’ talk to nobody. I sleep plenty, and when chow time come, I just eat what they serve an’ go back in my corner.

The first year pass quick quick. I ain’ had no fights, and my family stick by me. Twice a month, my people put somethin’ on the gate, and my girl used to come visit me. I was doin’ better than most fellas in there.

But when I hit my second year, things start to change. New fellas come in the cell gang members and hitmen. One of them was a fella from my area who I know from school.

This where things get tough. That same fella used to bully me back in school, and on the outside, my cousin tell me he been checkin’ my girl. So, I step to him, man to man, and ask him what’s really goin’ on.

But he snap. Him and a couple other fellas gang up on me, beat me in the cell. When I try scream for the guards, three of them hold my mouth while the others… they do things to me I don’t even like talkin’ about.

When I wake up, my whole body was in pain. But after that, them same fellas start treatin’ me different—like I was one of them. They talk nice, bring my food when chow come, even ask how my court case goin’.

I decide to let it go. I couldn’t win, so I just take my losses. By the end of the day, it feel like we was bredren. They ain’ force me to do nothin’ after that, only ask small favors every now and again.

In my third year, they transfer me to another block. I decide to just go with the flow and be what my cellmates wanted me to be. By the time my release day come, the fellas I was locked up with cry for me. That’s how I know I made a difference in there.

Sometimes, you gotta put who you want to be on pause to survive. Lookin’ back, I know I change plenty lives in Fox Hill. Even though I don’t see myself as gay, I know I leave a mark on them fellas.

Now I have a new, trustworthy girlfriend, and the past is behind me. My advice to anyone readin’ this: If you ever end up in Fox Hill, do what you gotta do to survive. It’s a jungle, and if you ain’t built for it, stay far.

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Boy, das wild. I don’t mean to laugh, but damnit man. LMAO 🤣 🤣 🤣 🤣

I Made Fox Hill a Better Place

Good night, Bahama Drama. Please keep this anonymous. I feel like a kind of savior 'cause of how I carry myself when I was locked up in Fox Hill Pri

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