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Freedom: A Narrative Fiction Essay

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“Name” the stern looking man behind a titanium floor bound desks says as he grabs one of many resistant bangles resting in a very transparent box beside him as I take my very few steps towards the desk. “Jacks silversmith” I say back with a hesitant voice as the man aggressively grabs my right hand wrist and pulls it closer to strap the very restricted bangle around my not so equally small wrist.it tickled for a quick second before the excruciating sharp shooting pain sprinted throughout my body. It had felt like a high voltage electric shock. The pain had left my body unresponsive for a couple of seconds. “Done. Next! “The man shouts as he demands the old grey haired woman behind me to take her turn to be abused without consent “good …show more content…

As I take my first couple of steps out of the building, the fresh air hits my face almost like I have never felt it before. I close my eyes, take what must have been a minute, and inhale the air it feels so good. I walk down the steps of the hope building the fatigue hits me almost like a slap across the face. I take a seat on the thirteenth step and look up into the clear blue sky not a cloud in site I do however see the hover drone cameras flying through the sky silently and undetectable. The only time you would know their watching you is if you actually looked up. The hoverdones a little invention made by the government’s finest scientist to keep an eye on us the citizens of luzbicon. A group of twelve loud ear-rending protestors soon demands my attention. “we want freedom we want peace “they chant relentlessly as the stomp there feet against the ground while walking around in dead end circles below the steps a couple of meters away from where I’m sitting. I look over to the man leading the racket. He has shoulder length syrup coloured hair with midnight black streaks flowing throughout it about six foot two he had a facial mole sitting beside his nose but under his left eye. He turns his head in the direction of were I’m sitting to shoot a glance I quickly take my attention off him but before I do I notice the tattoo

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