Prison in prison. From “Women of the Quichua”. It’s the third day I’ve been with a prison nail the size of a 100. Me and my nail keep all the jailers away from me. With the “nail” I was sure that now NO ONE is RAPING ME IN PRISON! Probably,…
женская тюрьма рассказы
Дневник арестантки – рассказ о том, как нелегко приходится женщинам в тюрьме.
А так же, с какими проблемами и унижениями приходится столкнуться арестанткам и их родственникам.
Подробные статьи ⬇️
86. Birthday in solitary confinement.
Beginning: The sky in a cage, the prisoner with a stripe. “…with this warden we were friendly, if in a similar situation it is possible to apply this word. Such people appear unexpectedly, help you at the most critical moment, and then disappear from your life forever. And you will never know who they are…
83. The final stretch before the sentence is the most naive and dangerous time for the prisoner.
Beginning: Stash zapretki in the house. And the Lord said, judge not, lest ye be judged; for by what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged; and by what measure ye measure, so shall ye be measured. I sat on the dock in the aquarium of the court and tried to watch the…
82. Hiding place for the ban in the house.
Beginning: The great power of the spirit of prisoners! Today for the first time I decided to leave the “flashlight” in my cell. Many prisoners “keep” their phones in the cell. When I reported my decision to Adam, he began to explain to me how to “torpedo”, why I almost burned with shame…
21. Don’t believe, don’t be afraid, don’t ask!
Beginning: Shapito-show of the court session. “The paddy wagon will be here in two hours!”the head of the convoy announced when we entered the premises of the prison court. I was locked in a cage again. I tried to hold back tears from the bitterness of defeat. In front of me, an Armenian…
17. Jackals among the prisoners.
Beginning: Chaos on the investigation. “And what is her benefit, that she slipped free of the FAI psychotropic drugs? I asked quietly. A week before this conversation. The neighbor on the bunk Natasha is a thief, watching me trying to write left hand application to the court, offered me his services as a…
14. Shmon in the house.
Beginning: How to celebrate New year in prison The morning of the first of January was marred by shakedown (search) in the chamber. Ten jailers turned over mattresses, threw out all things from bedside tables and tables. Even ripped off in some places linoleum. The seven of us with our bags brought to…
8. How to celebrate New year in prison
Beginning: The composition of the house №190 The prison showdown in women part 1. Or my first week in prison. The morning of December 31 was terrible for me. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I saw swollen and red eyes. Over the past three days I cried so many tears that the…