hey,
i'm in jail. i know that's a lot. i'm still kind of confused about it honestly.
it happened when i was getting food for my dog. you know how he likes the soft stuff near the deep part of the big room, where it's warm and kind of glowy? he won't eat anything else anymore, he's picky like that. i wasn't even going far. i had my little bucket and everything.
but there were men with lights and they were really loud and they had these suits on, the big puffy ones, and they started yelling at me and i didn't understand most of it but one of them kept saying radioactive over and over like i was doing something terrible. i tried to explain about my dog but i don't think they heard me. or maybe they heard me and didn't care.
they took me here and asked me a lot of questions and i answered them all honestly i think but they kept making these faces at each other and writing things down and it made my stomach hurt.