WRITING OBSTACLE
Sanctuary. Elevate. Conscious.
In a story of no more than 10 lines, use these three words in any order. Try not to randomly throw them in, but think about a storyline that allows you to link them all naturally.
Waiting.
1933, I was traded in to another concentration camp. Only finding out of course after one of the guards hit me to sleep. It was becoming more of a norm around here; the way we are getting treated.
Getting traded off as if nothing. I’m beginning to think this is some sort of sanctuary for them. I say “them” as in Adolf and his men of course.
The situation itself makes my heart elevate. They’re not just capturing us Jews now, they’ve found a excuse to trap others as well. Like gypsies, and Jehovah’s Witnesses,
the whole thing real makes me wish I wasn’t even gained back my **conscious. **
**Not much to do now as many of us get killed off, we just sit here, and wait.**