Death. The man charging towards me. Silence. Escape – no one can. The howls in the night are sad, pathetic and silly there is no point in crying.Prison is a horrible place. I am the only person on death row, the only woman.My family say I am a disgrace to there country, Italy. I have not seen them since my ex husband threatened to murder me if I did not get back with him.I moved to run then … suddenly the pain in my arm… shattered through me. I picked up his knife, stabbed it through his heart. I am here that very night.