ТЮРЕМНЫЕ ИСТОРИИ#.

     Дневники, истории, исповеди арестантов и арестанток.    Открыта публикация историй от арестанток и арестантов.    Свои исповедь или рассказ вы можете оставить в комментариях под данной статьёй. После проверки модератором история о тюрьме и зоне будет опубликована отдельным постом.    История должна быть на реальных событиях, данные автора могут быть под псевдонимом, а…

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86. Birthday party in prison.

   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…

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82. A stash in the prison.

   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…

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67. A solitary cell in a prison.

        Beginning: Last day in the cell with the killers. For some reason, God is constantly testing us. Before giving us what we need or deserve, he subjects us to great trials and suffering.         So, having endured painful humiliations and beatings, I was placed in a solitary cell.         Many believe that in solitary…

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66. Last day in the red cell.

Beginning: Prayer will save you from prison gossip. At seven in the morning I was followed by a convoy from the administrative building. I just woke up and I haven’t even washed yet.    “Hurry up! Your boss is waiting.”the convoy said to me.    “Seven o’clock? They say he’s resting in Turkey.”- surprised the…

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61. Tenacious as a cat.

   Beginning: Hell in a non-Smoking cell. From somewhere in the fog, I heard a familiar voice.:    “Why is she on the floor?»    “Olga Vasilyevna, why did You start your shift so early?”- he heard a frightened voice Lizka.    I opened my eyes and saw the warden Olga Vasilyevna, she towered over…

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