Personal Narrative: A Prison On A Hawaiian Island

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I’m being held in a prison on a Hawaiian island and I am here because I had committed horrible actions yesterday. In the cell there is very minimal light and it is gloomy. My cell mates, who are other foreigners, are very dismal and tired of being in here. Being in this cell feels like an endless hole of nothingness and it is swallowing me up completely to the point of no return. The clothes I am currently wearing are ripped up and very grimy with many dark stains, and I can’t believe this is happening to me. It all started when I arrived on the Hawaiian Island of Hawai`i. My fellow whalers, and I came to Hawai`i to refit our ships and to reload our supplies like food and water. We arrived there early in the morning while the sun was coming up. Most of my crew members and I had just woke up from a blissful nap. As the boat hit the harbor, we unloaded and camped by a nearby town the town was very quaint. We also came to trade whale oil for other supplies and we traded with the Hawaiians for water, barrels of alcohol, and many other food sources to last us a long time. This helped us and them with the economy the money helped with the buildings of new shops and other places for the Hawaiian people. …show more content…

My friends and I had an exciting party on the beach with some other whalers that we had just met. It lasted a while with booze and food and all I can remember was the dizzying of the alcohol getting to me. Then I hit the point to where my friends and I went to the nearby town and had a huge riot. When we got to the town we dismantled doors, window, and many other things that the government had owned. When the riot came to an end, we had attacked and injured a young man. My friends and I think he was seriously injured and we were right. I feel that we politically impacted the government by them having to pay for all the damages that my friends and I had

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