Ch–48 Prison Life Pt -1

The morning light came in through the small window on the ceiling. Rosa blinked her eyes when she got up from the make shift bed. Her head automatically moved to the small rock on the corner of the wall. She drew marks to count days in the place. A line was made beside the third one of the stacks.

It has been a total of seven days in the cell for her. At this stage she has a small idea of what is life here. In one sentence simply horrifying for the prisoners. So far, she has done a good job keeping a low profile in the place.

There have been a few whispers with her mask but her cell mates were nice to let her keep that privacy. She got up from the floor and folded the blanket on the side. The cold was more at late night. The women cuddled the kids to keep them warm at night. She turned to watch the kids sleeping without a stir.