I've Been There Before

Three years later.

The gate of the women's prison in City opened. A woman slowly walked out after a short while.

The woman looked ridiculously thin with the white dress in her. The dress was the same as that day when she was sent to the women's prison three years ago. With the dress in her, she was like putting on a big sack.

She walked slowly, step by step towards the platform more than 100 meters away. She was carrying a black plastic bag with 6 dollar and 5 cents and an ID card in it.

In the hot summer, she was walking on the gravel road. Today's temperature was at least 91.4 F. The woman walked under the sun, but she had no a drop of sweat.

There were bruises on the pale skin. Even on the face which was near the hairline, there was a scar about three centimeters in length, which was very obtrusive.

When the bus came, the woman got on the bus and carefully took out a coin from the black plastic bag and put it into the coin box of the bus.

There was no one on the bus. The driver took a look at her, and then looked away in disgust... The people who got on the bus here were all prisoners in the prison. How could they be good people?

The woman didn't seem to see the driver's eyes. She walked to the back seat of the bus. She chose a seat to sit down, trying not to attract attention.

As the car was driving, she looked out the window along the way... Three years had changed a lot.

She sneered... Yes, three years, not only the world outside the prison had changed a lot but her.

When the bus drove to a bustling area, she suddenly got a shock... After she was released from the prison, where should she go?

Suddenly, she realized an imminent fact that she had nowhere to go.

plastic bag, she counted the 5 dollar and five cents left in it carefully three times...What would she do in

the recruitment information attracted

car door.' Three years of jail life made her arrogance disappear. When she spoke to others,

She thanked the driver and got out of the

big picture of recruitment information. After looking for a while, her eyes fell

a cleaner, the company wouldn't want her. But... holding the only 5 dollars and five cents left in her hand tightly, she gritted her teeth and walked into this nightclub called "Royal Club”. As Soon as she entered,

The woman said

holding a pen to record the information shuddered. The gel pen in her hand almost fell off the table. She asked Grace dissatisfiedly, "Why is your

of hell life in prison, Grace was accustomed to be lukewarm. Even if others had bluntly criticized her voice

gorgeous-looking woman was slightly surprised, her inquiring eyes fell

eyelids faintly........ It was just

and was boring, the gorgeous woman frowned and said, “Tsk-tsk, Royal Club is not an ordinary entertainment club. The guests coming here are not ordinary guests.' She looked Grace up and down again. She did not hide her disgust. She obviously looked down on Grace who was like wearing a sack, and the white dress in her hadn't known how long she had worn it.

Club was not a place where ordinary people could afford to have fun. Even an ordinary waitress must look good and have a hot body figure. How dare Grace apply for a job

and refused Grace very seriously, ˆNo, you can†t work

for a

paused, turned around, raised her eyebrows, and scanned Grace up and down

of cleaners here was in forties. The girÏs face was ruined. She was so thin, bụt she was only 20 years old. There were so many 20-year-old girls here. They were all prostitutes and barmaids!

never heard of a

anxious to complain, telling her that the world was difficult and life was not easy. lf

many stories in Royal Club that they could be published to story books which could fill a library.

rough voice said unhurriedly, 'If I can be prostitutes, I am willing to spread my legs and say welcome. Before I came, I knew myself well. I didn't have the capital

be dignified. A self-deprecating smile appeared

down Grace again, walked back to the desk and picked up a pen to fill in the form.

"Ves”