Vicky

Misery. Thats my life. Miles away from mars- my home - is me stuck. Im put in a place where criminals lay. Am i really a criminal? In front of me, stood bars. One broken bar. I look out my window every day hoping for my mother to comfort me. Behind me stood the most dangrous crimanls alive! Round cells, cold air and dark light was my happy days. (not)

Suddenly this refection caught my eye..... Slowly strolled over and placed my finger om the windowsill. Gentely, the butterfly tip toed onto my cold hand not knowing that i was tearfull and angry with revenge. Then.... my flashback hit me.

Years ago, probaly about 1239 years ago i was in school waiting for my mother to pick me up at the gate. Then all of a sudden these vicious creatures came and took me away. I had no reason to be tooken away. 'They' would call me a trator and all horrible names that upset me deeply. The orange winged butterfly reminded me of my mothers house coulor. Bright orange with sparkles all over it. My mother loved sparkles. Everyday after school i waited for her orange door to be opened. How i miss her kindness.

'Squish' i squashed this mesmorsing creature just because im futile. I slowly walkied over to the window and flicked it off. Im a mistake just wairing to happen! Life just isnt fair, is it? This is a huge diffeence to my life befor but im used to it here. I wait for my callevery night and my friends behind me talk but they have all died out so now its just me. All on my own waiting for company.

My life, my world is diffeent without mother. I wonder how mothers doing. What if she died because of them. Ill find out, and when i do therell be trouble!

By Victoria