I LIVE IN PRISON | Animated Story

hi everyone my name is gail i don't have a normal place of residence i don't think any of you have ever been to a place like this or maybe you have but not as often as i have first try to guess i have to say in this house difficult to get into but even harder to get out this building and there's a lot of protection no it's not a palace and not a castle it's a little easier i live in prison yes imagine that and no i'm not a prisoner actually live there now i'll tell you what and how in the meantime don't forget to subscribe to the channel like my story comment on the video at the end write your opinion and share it with your friends so i can't exactly go into details about where exactly my house is located but i can tell you i was there and why i live there my mother's name is allen and she got a job in prison a long time ago her position was the most common one in the administration but it tripled her because she lived not far away and needed a job very badly my mother's parents died early so she had to take care of herself at her new job she met a guy who was a colleague in general they started dating after a while my mother fell head over heels in love and thought that they would be together forever that guy quickly convinced her to re-register the house for him he did it by stealth by which time my mother had just gotten pregnant with me after the deal he dumped her pregnant leaving her with nothing he quickly resold the house took the money quit and left somewhere my mother a lonely young pregnant girl did not know where to go where to turn because she was left all alone my mother was at a loss and besides she was very afraid for the child she didn't want to hurt me so she did everything not to be nervous she decided that she would stay in the workplace for the time being of course it was illegal and wrong but there was nowhere to go in addition there were doctors nearby and colleagues at work treated her well they did not pass her we tried to help as best we could nine months passed very quickly my mother plans to find an apartment but did not have time all the money went to a medical examination my mother also bought things from me in advance all these months she lived in one small room there was a bed there was light and heat in principle nothing else is needed no one used this room only my mother had the keys which was fine with her when i was born my mother was released from the hospital and colleagues helped her sneak into their house where we lived with her it's good that i grew up a quiet kid maybe they called me a poet gail means calm i almost didn't cry or scream plus my mother was able to work for some time and continue to receive a salary the two of us had enough to live on but the thought of her own apartment did not leave her alone she was now thinking about how to get the goat who had cheated her out of her apartment my mother was determined to return the money that was stolen from her my mother's colleagues loved me at work and i grew up thinking that this is really my home that everything is as it should be our room was not far from the office where my mother worked we had a simple order of things in the morning we woke up very early raced put to sleep and brushed my teeth yet no one swam then ran to the canteen where she cooked us breakfast usually it was porridge or scrambled eggs with bacon warm milk cheese bread and a croissant we like to eat big so maybe that's why mom had plump cheeks like mine after that we ran back to our room where my mother gave me toys a laptop a fruit and went to work i just had a phone and my mother taught me how to use it in case something happened i had to push one button and my mother came running very quickly i couldn't go to school because it was too far away and driving me around the prison grounds was also too risky so my mother taught me herself in short life in prison is very fun because it's like a game between villains and police officers evil people break the law create a mess and the police put them in jail for it i used to hear criminals crying asking them to be released to their families some threatening to kill everyone some saying that they should not touch him at all because he is an important person all sorts of people are yelling while they are being dragged to the cell because of the atmosphere many employees are harsh and almost don't smile but they don't see me yet i was treated well by everyone they always brought me food toys we were given clothes warm blankets pillows someone even paid us for the internet people were good they knew my mother's story and were sorry but my mom wasn't ready to give up she kept looking for ways to solve the problem and finally found it i was 10 years old at the time imagine for 10 years i didn't really see the world because we didn't go out my mother finally saved up a decent amount of money and hired a lawyer who took up the case and tried to sue the fraudster the fact that the male fraudster was working in prison at the time only made his situation worse we sued him and the court put him on the wanted list they didn't look for him for long though and he didn't even think about hiding because he was sure that my mother would never sue him again the proceedings were loud we were written about in the newspapers the man saw me and realized that i was his son he tried to make up for it but i told him to [ __ ] off in the end my mother and i won the court decided to confiscate his property in our favor and the fact that he turned out to be my father played a role they took away his house car land and forced him to pay us moral compensation we were madly happy and he was just mad he decided to pull us along and told the court where he lived this was unacceptable because it is supposedly unfavorable conditions for the child my mother could have been stripped of her parental rights but our lawyer put in his word just in time he said that all these circumstances were entirely the fault of the defendant and was right in general he did not succeed he was jailed and justice prevailed we couldn't believe we had our own home now it was even bigger than mom's we sold it bought another house renovated it and my mother learned to drive and got me a job at school she takes me there in the morning before work and today we have a special day because my mother and i will be hosting guests in our house for the first time we invited all of her colleagues to celebrate our housewarming party you know there is a miracle and justice too as i have seen for myself hi my name is nick i was born and raised in prison and then i was supposed to be sent home to relatives but i chose boarding school and now i will tell you why as my mother said when she married father in the family immediately begin the problems or rather there were detractors who constantly quarreled with their parents my dad had a brother uncle chris he often came to visit us sometimes to borrow money then to eat then to sleep he didn't work and didn't have a family my mother thinks that he was jealous of his brother and therefore drank even more my father loved him and therefore never refused to help one day my father was offered a good job in another city it was necessary to go there for the whole week and return home only on weekends since the earnings were good dad agreed and we didn't see each other five days a week as soon as uncle chris found out that dad was not there he began to visit us even more often under the pretext of looking after us at that moment my mother was already pregnant with me although there was no help from him his mother could not expel him either out of respect for dad sometimes uncle chris could just stay at our house without asking this irritated my mother terribly she and dad even had a fight about it once he didn't want to listen to mother in any way he is my only brother and i will take care of him my father shouted well then father began to have difficulties at work he began to come less often and uncle chris stayed more often so under the influence of alcohol he began to molest mother and harass her my mother was in a position where she was afraid he might hurt me uncle beat her on the back and head and my mother did everything so that he did not touch her stomach at some point she ran into the kitchen and grabbed a knife before he could raise his fist again she stabbed him he fell my mother called an ambulance when the police arrived my uncle shouted that she had attacked him and wanted to kill him my father refused to come after hearing that my mother tried to kill his brother and my mother was put in prison that's where i was born my mother named me after her father i don't know how it all looked from the outside but my mom says that my appearance on the bill was supposed to be the best moment of her life and it was ruined the fact is that when my mother had contractions for several hours in a row there was a security next to her all the time the doctor was late somewhere and there was no other during this time something went wrong with my mother and she began to lose a lot of blood people in uniform sought and did nothing and when the doctor came and examined her my mother was handcuffed to the bed so that she wouldn't hurt them or the doctor usually when a mother gives birth her baby is put on her breast i was deprived of such a moment completely they took you almost immediately and didn't tell me where you were going i wasn't even allowed to feed you i screamed got angry and cried but no one listened to me i was lying on the bed and just sobbing i demanded that you be returned she said postpartum recovery takes more than a month during this time women should rest eat well and not be nervous my mother was kicked out of work three days later she could not see me again until the next day i don't know what you were fed or if you're fed at all but when i did take you in my arms i finally felt calm it did not last long you were ill you had a fever i was really scared for hours i begged for water and a doctor but my screams were cut off by a rude remark or a blow on the bars with a club i tried to feed you as much as possible with my milk but it was not enough because i did not eat well you cried a lot and it broke my heart women who were in exactly the same situation with children and behind bars understood each other perfectly they were the only ones who helped those who had no relatives when their relatives brought some things for their kids or for them and needed something to eat they always shared it with me i was grateful for their gestures my mother said also according to her those prisoners wouldn't have done anything like this if it wasn't for the motive for her attempt on my uncle the prison has its own rules and regulations i am not talking about the fact that people there observe a special regime they have their own rules in addition to the basic ones each cell has its own rules for example in my mother's case women who heard her story that she almost killed her husband's brother because he attempted to kill her child aroused respect for this reason my mother was not touched but among the other there were those women who were convicted of horrible crimes infanticide for example they were not liked there they were not allowed to eat at the common table they slept on the floor and were treated like dogs and everything that relatives brought was taken away from them when i got a little older it became a little easier to be honest since i was born there on the prison it seemed to me that this is my home in fact it was my mother and i were always there in my opinion there was nothing unusual because i did not know any other environment the barbed wire on the high fence didn't bother me i thought it was necessary besides me there were other children there we played together while my mother worked more often they sewed something we all wore the same clothes only sometimes we were visited by other people in more beautiful clothes they spoke very sternly to us and quickly left according to the rules i was only allowed to stay with my mother until i was three years old at the end of the term my relatives either take me away or send me to a boarding school my mother said that the day of the separation was the hardest for us we were both crying i still remember how bad i felt how i was afraid to leave my mother they wanted to give me to my uncle chris as he is a relative my mother was against it and i was screaming and hysterical as ever i didn't want to go to him then they decided to transfer me to a boarding school my mother says that she doesn't know which of the evils was on her at that moment but she was afraid that uncle chris would kill me that's when i was sent to boarding school to tell the truth i didn't see much difference between that house and this one here the order seemed even more disciplined and demanding because there were more children and we were already more adults yes here a child of 6 years old on communication polls for 10 years and all because it is impossible to do otherwise otherwise they will trample you know we don't choose our parents we can't agree or refuse to be born sometimes it happens that we have no choice but to accept whether we want to or not i don't blame my mom for the fact that has been our fate sometimes we are responsible for our parents mistakes and yes i have no idea what life looks like on the other side of the boarding school fence how does it feel to have a family your own house a lot of food and cartoons not for 20 minutes a day all i feel right now is longing for my mother and i can't wait to visit her again

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Length: 13min 44sec (824 seconds)

Published: Tue Dec 29 2020