Yuki looked around. She was surrounded by darkly lit barracks that seemed to go on and on for miles. The guide pointed towards a barrack. The monotonous barrack was labeled “2” and Yuki realized that this would be her knew home. Yuki could see know colors whatsoever. This looks like a prison, Yuki thought to herself as she followed her “guide” and the rest of her family into the barrack. Yuki nervously stepped inside her new home taking in all the details. Even in the barrack you still couldn’t seem to escape the dust. The walls were stained by the color of the Earth. The wooden floors had a thin layer a dust that bursted through the air with each step Yuki took. Overall the barrack wasn’t terrible but it wasn’t what Yuki was used to. Yuki still couldn’t fathom that this would be her new home. Yuki turned to look at the rest of her family. …show more content…
They had to leave everything they had to come to camp Topaz. They left their jobs, homes, friends, and even some family and got sent to a place where, from what they could see, was nothing compared to their past life. I don’t know how I will ever be able to get used to the lack of color in this camp. It’s as dull as a doorknob! Yuki said to herself as she and her family dropped their few possessions onto the floor of their new home. Yuki looked around. The apartment was small, cramped and uncomfortable. She felt confined in her new home. She couldn’t even grasp the concept that this might be her new permanent home. She couldn't take it much longer. Without saying word she bolted out the door and ran as fast as she could. This can’t be it! This can’t be it! There had to be something more to this place than just unvaried barracks and dust! Yuki screamed inside her head as she tried to squeeze through the crowd of Japanese-Americans trying to find their new place of residence. Tears began to stream down Yuki’s face as she tried to get to get as far as she could from her cramped