The Orange Mile

Pete & I got arrested for driving in a pond. I didn’t remember any of my sentencing because I kept thinking about The Green Mile. Peter & some other kids in my “cell” got out afew hours before me. Someone came with a bike to break me out and I chose to wait the few hours and get let out. My cell was a chain going through some wood posts to make a rectangle. Other people had tents for cells. I nearly took someones sleeping bag cell. The free guys were at the bottom of a hill, yelling at me how there were oranges to pick. When I was set free, I just walked over the chain and the guard said I’d be back. As I ran down the hill, he tried to make himself sound nice by telling me something about jesus. I told him to piss off as I ran into the woods. After a minute, he thought he heard someone fall with no noise after. He got worried and ran down, eventually meeting us all. We were on the back of some trailer thing, and on our way to the store. He yelled at us and we told him to hop on. He was worried and thought he was being too dangerous or evil until he started to enjoy it.