The boy jumped for joy, he jumped because he could. He could run and jump, laugh and cry, he could express himself how ever he wanted. He was free.
The boy was free of tyranny, free of oppression. He no longer woke at the slightest sound in the night, in fear of his and his family’s lives. He no longer listened at doors to adult whispered conversations, not for his ears. He no longer wondered what they would eat that day, when the gnawing feeling in his stomach would end. He no longer wondered would he have a future, let alone when he would again receive education.
Today was a new day, in a new home and today was the start of everything…..today he could be a child again.
This is written as Assignment 4 of the WordPress Writing 101 course, we had to write something based on a given photo.