Cold iron cuffs clamped my wrists as tough hands grasped my shoulder blade. Preventing me from making even the slightest flinch. I heard the “click, click, click” of the prison guard removing my handcuffs. Up until now I had been staring at my feet now as I lifted my head thousands of eye’s darted in my direction. Reality began to set in, I scanned my surroundings. There was a strange mood in the atmosphere I could sense fear. Before I could fully grasp my situation metal bars slammed in my face. I inspected my cell thick concrete walls barricaded me within their arms. This was surly hell.
By Zoe
lots of descriptive language it is really good
ReplyDelete