Every day that I have witnessed at this prison for little innocent kids, it’s been a roller coaster. There are no good days, there are no bad days. I feel every human emotion every single day, it seems. I’ll spare you the lowest point for now.

The highest point of the roller coaster today was seeing the girls enjoy the novelty of a new toy to play with in their very limited time outside. Even if it’s only for a few minutes, even if it’s a hollow kind of joy…if it gives them even a second of distraction and happiness from this horrible place, I’ll call it a good day.