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I first arrived at high desert in may of 2002. I was an identity thief. A victimless crime, or so I thought. I know better today. My first impression of High Desert was complete and utter terror. It only got worse from there. I was totally amazed at how little value a human life had, and how the old gangsters, "the o.g's," would convince the youngsters to do their dirty work. A young man twenty one years old could come in on grand theft auto, and because he needs protection he has to do the OG's bidding, which includes murder if need be. So he comes in on a 1-5 and never leaves cause he catches a life sentence for the execution of an inmate he probably had no beef with to begin with.
The first two weeks I had to eat most my lunch under the bench I was at, because there were shots fired every day. To say I was terrified 24/7 is an understatement. I was a convicted felon in the state of Nevada but I was not prepared for the circumstances my bad decisions had brought me to bare.
I spent thirty days in unit one (fish tank) and only two weeks in unit four-level-one before I was transferred to Springs Fire camp awaiting transfer to Pioche.
It's a horrible, dismal place that many of the residents do deserve, but I feel that low level, minimum-security inmates should be processed somewhere in which their lives are not in danger.
I will grant the state of Nevada one thing. It did cure me of criminal behaviour for good since my release from incarceration. I have received one moving violation in sept of 2009. That's the extent of my walking outside the line of society's rules. For what it's worth, thank you to the parole board (which I completed honourably) and thanks to my sentencing judge. She doesn't know it but she saved my life.
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