The 100 Word Challenge Prompt for this for this week is writing about this photo, which is a cell in Alcatraz Prison off the coast of San Fransico in the US.
We were told to consider these questions:
Why would you be put in this cell?
How does it feel to be locked up?
Is it possible to escape?
Could you think of a plan?
What is special about Alcatraz?
Here is my 100 Word Challenge:
I gave up; my body was physically drained from continuous crying, and my stomach ached from curving over.
But no one cared.
I let the distress come.
Being unjustly imprisoned was beyond anything I had ever experienced, or could handle. Innocence was all that I fought for, but now my fight is with freedom.
Agony and self pity took over, horrible thoughts filled my head, traveling so fast that they collided and nightmares were all that could be made.
I pushed my tear stained face further into the musty sheets, as the anger built up inside of me was released.
But no one cared.
I let the distress come.
Being unjustly imprisoned was beyond anything I had ever experienced, or could handle. Innocence was all that I fought for, but now my fight is with freedom.
Agony and self pity took over, horrible thoughts filled my head, traveling so fast that they collided and nightmares were all that could be made.
I pushed my tear stained face further into the musty sheets, as the anger built up inside of me was released.
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