On the very first day in prison, three of the most dangerous inmates surrounded a 78-year-old little old lady and demanded that she give them everything she had, and after her refusal, they began to brutally beat the elderly woman, not even suspecting that very soon something would happen that none of them expected 😨
The old woman had been brought to prison early in the morning. She hardly spoke, only pressing a small bag with her belongings tightly to her chest and looking around in fright. She was 78 years old, heard poorly, walked slowly, and looked so weak that many inmates turned around in surprise after her.
After the paperwork, the guard led the woman to a cell, showed her the bed, and warned her that in a few minutes the inmates would be let out into the yard. The old woman nodded quietly. She did not yet know that she was already being watched.
In the prison yard there was a woman nicknamed Razor. Almost all the inmates feared her. She was large, strong, and her face and ears were covered with piercings. Usually two women were constantly near her, who did everything she said.
When Razor saw the newcomer, she grinned.
— Look who they brought us.
Her friends laughed.
The old woman tried to walk past them, but Razor took a step to the side and blocked her way.
— Where are you going, grandma?
The woman stopped.
— I just want to sit down.
— First show what you brought.
The old woman pressed the bag more tightly to herself.
— There are only my things here.
— We will see which ones.
One of the women tried to snatch the bag, but the old woman unexpectedly gripped it firmly with both hands.
— Please, don’t.
Razor laughed.
— Did you hear that? She is even giving us orders.
— I did nothing to you, — the old woman said quietly.
— We do not care.
Razor sharply snatched the bag from her hands and shook out the contents right onto the ground. A comb, several photographs, an old scarf, and a small box fell onto the asphalt.
The women began to laugh.
— And that is all? We wasted so much time for this trash?
The old woman bent down to collect her things, but one of the inmates kicked a photograph farther away with her foot.
— Crawl, grandma, go get it.
Several inmates nearby watched what was happening, but no one intervened. Everyone knew Razor and understood perfectly well that whoever meddled in what was not their business would be next in the old woman’s place.
The elderly woman silently picked up the photograph.
But when she tried to stand up, Razor pushed her in the shoulder. The old woman lost her balance and fell to her knees.
The women laughed again.
— Maybe your place is not here at all, but in a nursing home?
The old woman tried to get up, but one of them pushed her again, and this time the woman fell to the ground.
— Enough, please, — she asked.
But this only amused them more.
Razor grabbed her by the clothes and forced her to stand up, after which she slapped her across the face with her palm.
— Here you will do what I say.
The old woman began to cry. She covered her head with her hands when the women began to push her from different sides, and one hit her several times on the back.
No one intervened. Everyone was afraid. But it was precisely at that moment that something so shocking happened that everyone froze in complete shock 😳🤯 The continuation of the story can be found in the first comment 👇👇
More precisely, almost no one. By the far wall sat a young girl whom practically no one noticed in the prison.
She had ended up here several months ago, and during all that time she had spoken to almost no one. During walks she always sat alone, did not intervene in conflicts, was not rude to anyone, and even when other inmates tried to talk to her, she answered with a few words and left.
Many considered her strange, some even thought that she was simply too frightened by the prison.
That day the girl was also sitting alone and at first simply watched what was happening.
But when Razor again pushed the old woman to the ground and raised her hand to hit her once more, the girl slowly stood up.
She walked up to them and calmly said:
— Leave her alone.
In the yard it suddenly became quiet.
Razor looked at the girl for a few seconds, and then laughed.
— Are you talking to me right now?
— To you.
Razor’s friends exchanged glances.
— And what will you do if I do not leave her alone?
The girl said nothing.
She simply walked up to the old woman and helped her get up.
Razor grabbed the girl by the shoulder and sharply turned her toward herself.
But just a few seconds later, something happened that no one in the yard expected.
The girl intercepted her hand, freed herself with one quick movement, and pushed Razor back.
She barely stayed on her feet.
The smile disappeared from her face.
The girl again looked her straight in the eyes.
— I said, leave her alone.
This time Razor for some reason remained silent.
She only looked at the girl angrily, ordered her friends to leave, and threw out:
— This is not over yet.
When they left, the girl collected the old woman’s scattered belongings and returned the bag to her.
— Thank you, dear, — the elderly woman whispered. — But now because of me you will have problems.
The girl smiled slightly for the first time in many months.
— I already have them.
From that day on, they were almost always seen together.
