Creative Writing: The Handmaid's Tale

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Suddenly, I woke up. I reached down from my bunk and retrieved my sword silently. I then drew the sword and ran to my position in my battalion. I hoped that my general would not realize that I was still sleeping, but when I looked around, my heart sank as my general started walking towards me. General Walker then proceeded to tell me to meet him in his office. When I arrived, he told me that if I was late again, he would have to put me on cleaning duty. I apologised, but when I was leaving, I told him that I work better alone. He then had me come back in, sat me down, and then proceeded to yell at me for at least fifteen long minutes. He said that if I was alone in the Great Forest, I would already have been killed by one of the many dark creatures that resided there. After the fiasco, I walked slowly back to my cabin, where I was told to clean out the trash, beat the carpet, then run around …show more content…

I threw stick after stick at it, and soon the cyclops had thirty javelins sticking out of it. I still hadn’t hit its eye, and Sam had threw her ten javelins at it. One of her knives was sticking out of it, and she must’ve put poison on it, for it skin for a foot around had turned a deep shade of mahogany. We were losing steam, and the cyclops had just reached his club and was slowly picking it up and trying to pull out the painful javelins still stuck in its skin. I yelled at them to make a final push, and jumped over my protective rock with my remaining javelins and sword. Sam’s arrows and one of her three knives were all in the cyclops, so she jumped out of her protective position above the cyclops, and Lars was running out of mana, so he started charging up a final blast. Our last push had