My Freedom: A Fictional Narrative Essay

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The entire town was gathered in front of our town hall surrounding the raised wooden platform that had one long wooden pole, where three ropes hung above each rebel. I watched from the sidelines next to my father, the Lieutenant General, searching for the familiar face I have come to know so well, my Daemon. It was six months ago when I was taken from the shelter of my home. “Mary! Mary!” I hear my longtime friend, Katherine, getting closer to the door. “Katherine, what are you yelling about? You need to be quiet, Matt and Joseph are sleeping and what are you-.” She doesn’t answer me just frantically pulls on the long sleeve of the prairie dress women are required to wear. “Please you must hurry, I found an injured man in the forest on …show more content…
The entire town was gathered in front of our town hall surrounding the raised wooden platform that had one long wooden pole, where three ropes hung above each rebel. I watched from the sidelines next to my father, the Lieutenant General, searching for the familiar face I have come to know so well, my Daemon. It was six months ago when I was taken from the shelter of my home. “Mary! Mary!” I hear my longtime friend, Katherine, getting closer to the door. “Katherine, what are you yelling about? You need to be quiet, Matt and Joseph are sleeping and what are you-.” She doesn’t answer me just frantically pulls on the long sleeve of the prairie dress women are required to wear. “Please you must hurry, I found an injured man in the forest on the way over here.” Katherine looks at me frantically yanking me out of the doorway, with a worried glance over my shoulder I give in to her relentless tugging and run after her into the forest behind my house. Looking around the dense forest I see no injured man, the forest seems devoid of life with its silence, not even the birds are singing. The quiet brings an unsettling feeling in my gut. “Katherine?” I turn around to see her looking at me with pity in her eyes, “I’m sorry, but this is has to be done.” I turn around to run, my heart threatening to beat out of my chest, when my soft green eyes meet deep hazel eyes before a sharp pain rips through my head and the world goes black. Slowly I crack open my eyes before closing them
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