A Convict's Recollection: Difference between revisions

Created page with "Drip… Drip… Drip. That damn sound of leaking water has plagued me ever since I became stuck in this place. I understand that they can’t make a place like this perfect, but still, I think I at least deserve some peace. Anyway, I wanted to write down my thoughts, seeing as I won’t be able to tell anyone about it soon. I won’t be able to tell anyone anything, actually. I’m a convict on Death Row, awaiting execution via lethal injection. I was convicted of preme..."