I was in a dusty old prison cell ,with one barred window and i was hung up high in the high clouds.It was mostly dark but the only light , was light from the windows.I was on my own i was really lonely and i had no one to talk to there was other cells but they didnt hear me and they dont know what i am talking about. I got really bored there was nothing to do because there was a small cell so i couldn't do anything.

All of sudden a beautiful creature came flying in. A butterfly. It had orange wing and blue body. He was free always free , he could do anything i put my purple hand out and and he slowly walked on to my palm. It tickled but then …

Then i remembered why i was in this cell. It was because the army thought i was bad but i wasn't . They came with guns and swords and they took me. i have never liked butterflies. I wish i was with my mother and i could pick the apples near the stream.

CRUNCH!i slapped my hand together and i squashed it. i flicked it out of the window and he was free but a butterfly never came back again. Wished i could turn into a butterfly so i could fly out of the window and be free.I could see my family again but mostly my parents

By paige