Personal Narrative-Wretched Cell

As I clawed and pawed trying to escape my wretched cell, I felt like I had been there forever. The yearning to be free inside me always trying to find a way out, out into the world, but instead I am trapped inside this filthy, flea-ridden cell. As I walk fear grips me everywhere I go, for fear that the Bird will find me. If he does he will beat, kick, and spit on me, but I will stand tall, the hope of freedom strong inside of me. As I sat in my wretched cell, I let my mind roam to the days where I could run and jump in freedom. Many of times I could imagine my mother’s face smiling at me from above, but I quickly came to realization I was trapped never to get out again. I see the others suffer and I quickly become enraged. Wishing to break free from my bonds to kill the vile Bird, I formed a scheme that would never work. As I sit in my cell covered in waste, I think of the ones who died before me and make a resolution to come out alive. …show more content…
I suddenly hear a sound, First faint but slowly growing. I run out and see a sleek shiny craft zooming through the sky. I inquire to a fellow prisoner and he says “it is the fabulous B-28.” Japan Is quickly loosing, and I see it in the eyes of my foe the Bird. My hopes are rising I see the light at the end of the tunnel and feel the freedom rising up. Awhile later I hear a buzzing, and see planes flying. They circled around then one drops a package. The guards realizing their end was near fled to the fields. As I watched a package floated down, and contained clothing and food. Weeks later we reached the states, and I rejoiced. The freedom I was lacking I know had. I cried out in joy, for there was no more pain, hunger, and