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A Little About Allison

My name is Allison and I am creating a blog to hopefully be of service to others. I have never had a blog prior to this, so bare with me as I learn how to maneuver the thing. I am writing this blog for all the people like me, who ended up in a place they never thought was possible. I was always a "good" kid. I'm not saint, but for the most part I usually did what I was supposed to do. I was a good student, graduated with honors and moved away to go to college. I had a great relationship with my family. I had tons of friends. I was a hard worker and have worked since I was sixteen. I payed my own bills and took care of myself the way a young adult should. Everything in my life was coming together and I couldn't of been happier. It's always when things are going good, that something bad has to come and screw it all up. Well, that is exactly what happened. The next thing I knew, I was in handcuffs and crying my pretty little eyes out. It's still too early to get into the details of my story and what brought me here, but I want to reach out to those who have been in similar situations. I have since been court mandated to wear a GPS ankle monitor while on house arrest. I also have to wear a SCRAM bracelet on my other ankle. The SCRAM bracelet is an alcohol monitoring bracelet that picks up any trace of alcohol my body sweats out. I live in the sunshine state and I am forced to spend a majority of my time trapped between four walls. I've never been in trouble in my life not even as little as detention or a speeding ticket. Now, I'm forced to live like "one of them". Now, I am considered "one of them". I was full of questions that no one was able to answer and I had to figure things out on my own. I'm hoping to share my experience with my "accessories", with all of you and maybe I can be of service to you. I will post daily about the bracelets and what it is like to be monitored 24 hours a days a week. I feel like a science experiment or  wild animal with these bulky things. Believe it or not, they are not so bad. It's amazing how you don't know what you have until you lose it. Freedom is one of those things we often take for granted. Follow my blog for my daily adventures with my accessories. If you have any questions or topics you want me to discuss specifically feel free to comment below :)



Sincerely,

Allison
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  1. StephanieApril 16, 2015 at 6:48 AM

    I'm about to go on house arrest as well and your blog is definitely helping! I am like you in my 20s raised by a good family. I am a successful hair stylist and am dreading if anyone finds out about my jewelry! Thanks for all the tips :)

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