Enclosure Creative Writing

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Enclosure

A weak ray of sunshine shone on my face. Reluctantly opening my eyes, I began to observe my bleak surroundings. A horrific spasm struck my head, and everything went cloudy in front of me, as I lifted my hand to my left eye. My icy, coarse finger touched the irritable skin, and my eyelid vigorously twitched at the sudden contact. Gradually, as my vision expanded, I scanned through my inadequate chamber, finding the only source of dim, artificial light, blinking on the ceiling. A poorly-woven, filthy, stained mat lay below me on the floor, besides a ceramic bowl filled with murky water. As I turned my head, I became aware of another creature’s presence in the corner…

The elderly man lay directly on the ground. His dull eyes fixated on the crumbled and moldy ceiling, which seemed as if it was rotting away, about to tumble down in a matter of seconds. One could almost taste the humidity in the air. His face was covered in a thick beard that cascaded down onto his worn out clothes .It seemed to be tangled together in several messy strands, probably due to the influence of time, and the lack of …show more content…

My pupils dilated in a mix of shock and confusion as a response his words. I couldn’t imagine what it could be like to be locked in such a tiny cell for so long, and I did not want to find out either. For such a sustained time, he seems to be in a surprisingly good state, however it’s very hard to tell whether he is mentally stable, or on the brink of insanity. I couldn’t picture myself staying sane, being locked in such a derelict and somber place, much like a prison. Dark, distant and lonely. My hand started trembling wildly and my breathing hitched, as he shook his head with a disapproving look directed at me .The incapability of taking any actions in order to help my situation. It was driving me mad.. Although the main difference is that in a prison you have hope to be free. Here, you have

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