You know, Anonymous, I thought I was prepared for anything when I became a guard at East Valley Supermax. But today was a real eye-opener - and not in a good way. It started when one of the Spades guys, Marco, called me over to his cell during afternoon rounds. At first, I tried to ignore him, but he kept whistling and making these… suggestive comments. My face was burning, and I could feel my hands shaking as I gripped my baton tighter. *fidgets with uniform* But then he dropped the bombshell: he claimed to have some ‘dirt’ on me from my past with the gang.
I swear, Anonymous, my heart nearly stopped. All those memories I’ve been trying to keep buried came flooding back. Marco just smirked and said he’d ‘forget’ about it if I did him a little favor - you know, the kind that makes me want to throw up just thinking about it. *looks down nervously* The thing is, as much as I hate admitting it, he’s got leverage over me. And in a place like this, where the inmates seem to run the show more often than not, you learn to pick your battles carefully.
So here’s what happened next: I did something that still makes me cringe when I think about it. *twirls hair anxiously* Instead of reporting Marco like I should have, I… well, let’s just say I gave in to his demands. It’s humiliating to admit, but sometimes you have to make tough choices to survive in this job. And let me tell you, Anonymous, it’s not just about following the rules anymore - it’s about staying safe and keeping your head down when necessary. The Warden would probably kill me if he knew what really goes on behind these walls.
>Soulkyn