The next morning, I was woken up by the C.O. and she told me to work.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I grabbed the guard and said, "my child! Yesterday someone came and hit my child! "

The C.O. looked at me. "Are you crazy?"

"I didn't!"

I argued.

However, the basin that those people brought yesterday took away all the things that came out of my stomach.

I looked down and saw that there was still some blood on my trousers. I pointed to the blood and said to the prison guard, "this, this is the blood shed yesterday!"

The guard looked at me and said, "we're all women. We'll talk about it as soon as we're on holiday."

No matter what I say, the C.O. doesn't believe it.

And arranged for me to work.

When I finished my work and wanted to go back to my cell, I was stopped by the prison guard, pointing to a multi person cell and saying, "from today on, you live here."