My second reflection

1974, January
Dear diary:
My first week in the NWL jail, was probably the worst moment in my life.
Three weeks ago I was arrested because of something I didn´t do! Stupid moment, stupid life, I’m very angry of those guards! Why did I spend the night in that garden with Paul!
We are accused of putting a bomb in a pub of British soldiers, but we did nothing, the detectives didn’t believe us and we were held at the police station for fifteen days.
During those fifteen days, we suffered many abuses. We were beaten, blackmailed and went through interrogation for endless hours.
Fifteen days later were at our first trial, where we suffering the consequences of a bomb who killed those teenagers in a pub.
The only wrong thing I did that night was to find the keys of a house on the street and steal some money!
Charlie Burke is the only one who could save us. But who would believe in the words of an old crazy homeless? They didn’t even bother looking for him. Charlie Burke, where the hell are you?
I think I won’t be strong enough stay in this hole for 30 years. I’ ll probably get crazy! Most of all, my father and all my family don’t deserve this ordeal. I swear that if everything goes right, I’ ll make them up for all the suffering they have been through.
God must be on my side. I’m not lying and I wouldn’t be able to kill someone, not even in the Name of My Father.