Personal Narrative: My Experience At The Prison

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I was so shocked as I was taken to be put in the back of the police car to be driven to a local jail by the police after the party.I started trembling on the way unable to process what had happened. Previously I only had spent a few minutes at the party and didn’t realize my friends wanted me to go a party with drugs and alcohol.Upon arrival at the prison there were tall electric fence that surrounded the premises.On the top of the fence I was able to see the vividly sharp barbed wire at the top that was there as extra protection to make sure no one could escape.They had had large glum metal doors that secured the premises with guards only allowing the prisoners in for their sentence.I heard a loud beep sound as they opened the gates to allow

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