One Time is Too Many

I don't know how many times in the past 20 years prison guards have gone into my cell & ransacked my personal property. Each time it happened, I felt violated. Though it's a part of life in prison, I've never gotten used to it. The only consolation I got was when I thought how violated my victims felt when I did the same thing to them 20 years ago. Once is one time too many.

When I came back to my cell after work tonight and found the cell ransacked, I thought about my consolation.