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Original writing As I hear the clock ticking, I am lying on my bed thinking about my surroundings. I look at the ceiling and see this dim light barely shinning and as I look at it I feel my life is about to end. The walls have a grey colour and as I touch them they send shivers up my spine with extreme coldness. The floor is as cold and as grey as the walls this hasn't changed in 15 years. The same routine; the same grimy toilet the same hard bed that I call mine is all going to be given to another poor soul like me when I depart. The bars that separate the world and me have been the only thing I have touched for years hoping that one day they would disappear like clouds in the sky and I could be set free. There is a window high up in one of the walls were at a certain time and in a certain month I have a glimpse of the sun. ...read more.


The death that faces me now is a black cloud hung over me but all of a sudden it is upon me. When I look at your photos I see love in your dear face. I know that throughout these 15 years you have supported me with your everlasting affection and forgiveness. Your weekly letters; your phone calls, your kind words, your forgiveness have made me feel loved but mum as the end draws near I will be saying good bye but remember I love you. Tell my son that I love him and hope he grows to forgive me for what I have done. I no longer feel afraid. Mum please don't worry, I only hope I fear no pain. I can hear the voice of God in my head; I pray to him for forgiveness and he has given me strength to carry on so don't worry about me mum. I am going to a better place of this I am sure. ...read more.


My feelings turned into rage and my thoughts became confused and as I ran the only thing I wanted to do was make some one pay. She just happened to be there, I didn't know what I was doing. I asked her what she was doing. She said she was waiting for her mum. I asked her if I could sit with her and the rest is history she was lying lifeless and defenceless. I KILLED HER! I am guilty for my actions. The horror of my crime haunts me day and night. I was guilty 15 years ago and I still am. I only wish she had never crossed my path, perhaps I wouldn't be here today who knows? Before I say my final goodbye for good I send my love to John and Peter and say thank you to Father Ken for visiting me and hugs to my son Billy. I also want the victim's family to forgive me for my doings as it was wrong I am so sorry all I can say is loneliness can kill I love you mum and Billy. Love Dino Coppola ?? ?? ?? ?? ...read more.

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