Thirty three (Risk )

Marrisa Bonifacio

It's been two days since the old lady at the clinic offered to help me, I have been contemplating on her offer, even though I made up my mind to accept the offer I still wanted to be sure I wasn't making the wrong decision

She has been good to me these few days, she secretly sticks in meals for me, she helps me with multivitamins, which is good for my baby since there's no proper food in the prison.

After a long thought, right now we were asked to cut some grass, I already finished my own portion and I'm under a tree shade resting and thinking.

After much thought I decided to go see the old lady in the clinic, I've decided to take that risk one more time, it's for my baby's sake, I told myself I was ready for whatever the consequences may be, be it good or bad

I know if I really want to get out of the fore walls of this prison I have to take a risk, and maybe if everything goes well I'll be free from this hell called prison.

My baby bump is already starting to show a