Dec. 27, 2011

Beaten Down

From Lonely Dragon by Donny Welch (author's profile)

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Beaten Down

Well, I have been attacked several times by dudes coming at me one at a time. I'm pretty tough. I won a few and I lost a few, but I made a good showing each time. Now I got into trouble for a couple of these fights, but the other guys were never written up. This proved that the administration was keeping their word that no matter what happened to me, no one would get into trouble for it.

I knew I was in some serious shit, but there was nowhere I could turn to for help. So the attacks picked up, but now it was two or three dudes t once. No matter what the movies say, one man cannot win a fight against three or more dudes at a time, especially if they knew what they are doing. :( I started taking some pretty serious ass whoppings and was suffering some serious injuries (broken bones, stitches, numbness, etc.).

The last time, I was jumped by five dudes. It's what they call lining 'em up. I would fight one dude until he didn't want to fight anymore and then the next guy would jump on me. Well, I fought. But every time I started to get the best of a dude, they would pull me off him and he would rest while I fought the next in line. I don't know how long it lasted, but by the third guys, I couldn't hold my hands up anymore. They started beating the living hell outta me. I realized that the guards should have shown up by now to break it up. I was on the ground and the assholes were kicking me. I couldn't get up anymore, my left hand wouldn't close, my nose was broken, and one of my eyes was completely swollen shut. I looked around from under my arm and spotted several guards just standing around with the inmates watching me get beat down. I cried, "Help me, please!" Everyone just started laughing.

I thought I was going to die.

Well, they stood me up and started using me as a punching bag until someone (I don't remember who) made 'em stop. I asked the guards to let me go to medical and the Sgt. said, "Hell no, faggot. I ain't doin' no paperwork for you."

Well, I'm ashamed to say this, but I gave up. I started giving the gang members my medicine and my money. I had sex with whoever they told me too. I just wish I'd die. :(

You are the only ones I can tell. No one can help me. After all, I'm a piece of shit faggot criminal, and I deserve whatever happens to me. Right? :(

Donny

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