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us from each other, but we were left shackled at the waist<br />

and ankles. no one said a word on the bus, and my heart was<br />

beating so hard I could hear it. The ride to Donovan took all<br />

of twenty minutes as the prison is literally within eye sight of<br />

the county facility from which I was transferred. The sun was<br />

just coming up as we pulled into R&R (Receiving & Release)<br />

at Donovan.<br />

I couldn't wait to get out of those handcuffs and leg irons;<br />

being shackled up like that is something I could never get<br />

used to. As soon as we walked into R&R, I saw someone I<br />

knew from the county jail and he was all smiles as he asked<br />

me how much time I had. When I told him twenty-five years<br />

to life, his eyes got big and he took a step back, as if I had<br />

some kind of virus he didn't want to catch. His response surprised<br />

me. First it made me feel nervous, then worried that<br />

everyone else would respond to me the same way. He didn't<br />

know what to say and neither did I. I tried to ease the awkwardness<br />

of the moment with small talk about my appeal but<br />

no matter what I said, I couldn't escape the growing despair<br />

in my gut; and that was only the first day.<br />

We made it out of R&R around noon and got back on<br />

the bus to go to “four yard.” We pulled up next to building<br />

16 and unloaded straight into the dayroom. once inside, we<br />

walked into a gauntlet of correctional officers who immediately<br />

started yelling and telling us to shut the f*** up and not<br />

ask them for anything because we had nothing coming. After<br />

an intense thirty minutes, we all had to sit and wait to be interviewed<br />

by the gang coordinator. While we waited, I heard<br />

familiar voices of people I knew who had caught the chain<br />

before me, asking if I needed anything. At that point, I was<br />

so depressed and downtrodden that I didn’t respond verbally.<br />

I just shook my head.<br />

After my interview, I walked upstairs to the cell where<br />

I’d spend the rest of the first day of a life sentence. I stepped<br />

inside and the sound of the cold steel door slamming behind<br />

me ricocheted around inside my skull, making me dizzy. I<br />

just stood there in shock. I remember wanting to scream but<br />

when I opened my mouth nothing but sobs came out. I was<br />

devastated. I heard people calling my name on the tier but I<br />

couldn’t speak. I closed my eyes hoping to find some relief, but<br />

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