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    Before the Beginning

    Tuesday

    I must have been with Doreen in our cell yesterday afternoon when the new kid was brought in. The screws called her Lee. Doreen said her name is Sally and that she seemed nice. Of course she went to meet her. I love that about my Dor, a regular Wentworth welcome committee. Always ready to see the best in everyone and give them a smile. Apparently, they’re the same age. I sometimes forget how old Doreen is. She’s like a kid that’s lived a long, long life and not much of it good. She’s so easily led by people who are nice to her. I said she should probably try and steer clear as Sally is involved with drugs. I heard they got her for trafficking.

    If these rumours are true, Sally won’t find it easy in here with Bea Smith as Top Dog.  Well, she won’t bea Top Dog for much longer and then I can bea in charge. Things will be different when I’m running this joint. Jeez, Bea’s strange morality code drives me bloody mad. None of us are nuns in here you know, we’ve all done stuff,  but to her mind, It’s okay to kill but not to sell drugs. All because of her daughter got hooked and ended up dead. Well who’s to say that this Sally kid isn’t as much a victim as she was.

     

    Wednesday

    As I suspected, I was right about Sally, she’s an addict, I saw her earlier as I walked past her cell and it was clear as day. She looked terrible. I went in to see if she was okay but she looked like a frightened rabbit. Kept looking around to see if anyone was watching or listening. Before she came here, she’d been selling drugs to pay for her own habit. Been on the stuff since she was fifteen. Got some lousy boyfriend pimping her out too. You can tell she’s young but there’s a haunted sad old soul living in there. It’s bloody tragic really. She’s not much older than my kid brother Gazza. I noticed Yates had been sniffing around her. I bet she thought all her Christmases had come at once when she saw that poor bitch get processed. She always targets the slow ones and the one who are on drugs, easy targets.  She’s got herself a little a captive audience of doped up zombies in here and Lee is just another broken puppet  for her to control. Dope her up on god knows what and use her to get whatever she wants. I’d love to see that bent screw get hers one day. Anne Yates should be exposed to the governor for the evil bitch she is and then be hung out to dry.

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