Monday, October 12, 2009

A month in solitary

Generated from WriteThis 2. 10-minute exercise with the following other constraints:
  • A voice plays an important part
  • The main character is being held prisoner
  • There is a theme of double standard or morality

Carl was awoken by the familiar voice. "Carl, please."

He rattled his chains and stirred. He'd been in solitary for almost a month, and it was not uncommon for him to hear this voice inside his head. His eyes opened.

He'd struggled with the idea of him being put in solitary like this, but there was always a double standard that existed in prison. The guards were often just as guilty of crimes they'd wind up going to prison for if they did them on the outside.

"Carl." The voice inside his head was his only company.

What, he thought back, wondering if he was really losing his mind.

"It's almost time for you to get out. What will you do when they come for you?" The voice asked.

I don't know. He knew he was up for parole in a couple months, and he had a good chance of getting out. Even so, others he'd gotten to know during his time in jail hadn't been that lucky.

He wondered why the warden never let them watch Shawshank Redemption, and then he remembered.

Amazing, the type of characters that run this place.

"You can do it, Carl," the voice said. "You can get out, just like in that movie. Just a little bit at a time, remember?"

He wondered if it was the medicine he'd been taking that caused the voice inside his head to appear. Something about it didn't seem that irrational, though.

He found solace during his time in the hole, contemplating the way he would break out. He didn't see that he had much to lose.

He longed for it to end, this exercise of wills. It was just a matter of time.

He fell back to sleep and dreamed of a world outside of prison. And that made him feel happy.

(Based on an exercise generated by WriteThis - 10/12/2009 8:16:50 PM)

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