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Is There Hope in War? Hope? What hope? There is no hope at all. Why can’t I just give in and die by myself? I’ve been lock down here for so long. I haven’t been fed or have seen one ray of sunlight for…….come to think of it I can’t even remember when I got here. I am not the only one here either. Men, women and innocent children are suffering with me. All kinds of people are here, from the young to the elderly, from richest or poorest, and to from the good to the evil. It didn’t matter as long as you were what I am. If you believed what I and everybody else here believed in you would suffer too. “Are we going to get out alive,” whispered an old man. “I don’t really know,” I replied. We are all imprisoned in this confined building with hardly any room to even breathe. Every now and then people taking away and are never to be seen from again. Then more strangers probably innocent came in place of them. That’s all I ever hear anymore too is the cries and screams from not people that are dying but the people that know that they are going to survive. I wish I could cry but I can’t anymore. I am too weak to do anything. So I lay here cold and emotionless thinking am I going to get out alive? I wish this never would have happened. What did we do to deserve this? Nothing, yet I and all these other people were taken from our homes without a chance to flee or even think about what was to come.
Approximate Word count = 1026
Approximate Pages = 4.1
(250 words per page double spaced)
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