Scattered Pearls – لُؤْلُؤًا مَّنْثُورًا

Here’s a story I’ve been writing lately… It’s not so chronologically accurate and there are lots of mistakes and errors, but then again, it’s everything that comes into my mind, unedited. The first draft. Improvements need to be made… IT’S FICTION, but I tried to make it as realistic as possible.

Introduction:

“Lock him in!” the guard snarled. “Nasty little terrorist!”

They thrust an almost limp body into a lonely cell. Kicking him in, they locked him in, making sure there was no escape route for him. Chained to the wall, he sat there, half unconscious, unable to comprehend what was going on around him. He remembered being shoved into an aircraft and that was the end of it. Everything had become blank. Where was he?

Looking around the murky cell, he noticed a sign on the door.

Taking a sharp intake of breathe, he almost fainted reading the sign. The horrid US prison known for it’s abuse of human rights was containing him. He had never imagined himself to ever enter a prison, especially not one like THIS. What had he done to earn a cell here?

Dread and fear replaced the stiffness in his body, he was ready to endure whatever was to come his way. He raised his chained hands towards the sky and said, “Oh Allah, help me!”