An Excerpt From Odysseus In Homer's Odyssey

“Penelope, I shall be back,” Odysseus said, about to leave. “Ok,” Penelope said, looking at Odysseus blinking back tears.
“If I don’t come back, then you can marry someone else,” Odysseus said and left for the plane. Telemachus, still a child, woke up with Dawn. Telemachus rubbing his eyes, saw his Dad leave, “Mommy, where’s Daddy going?”
“He’s just going away for a bit Telemachus, now let me make you breakfast,” Penelope said with tiny drops of tears rolling down her face, patting Telemachus.
“Okay,” Telemachus said tiredly.

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“That was ten years ago and now the war’s about over and he still hasn’t come back,” Telemachus said. He was about twenty years old now and talking to his girlfriend.
How did you get captured?” I questioned.
“Well-” Mac was interrupted by a soldier saying “Get to work!”
We separated and started working. The work was hard, it was lifting heavy bags of sand, extracting rocks and carrying them, or making tunnels. The jobs purpose was to kill the prisoners. But I had always done my job almost perfectly without messing up. The soldier would get jealous and almost beat me to death for being “perfect” as they would say. When it was night time, I would spend thirty minutes to an hour each day trying to figure out how to escape with my friends or friendly soldiers. A few days later, we finally figured out a plan that would include the least deaths out of every other plan that was proposed.
“So basically, during training, someone will have to steal the keys to the gate. Then after that we execute the plan and get us all out of here,” I said with confidence.
“But who will steal the keys? It means instant death to anyone who gets captured,” Mac questioned.
“Me! I have my own ways to get the keys,” I said proudly.
When young Dawn with her rose-red fingers shone once more, I was assigned to serve the authorities of the camp as a supposed promotion. While the officers were talking casually, I snuck into the office with stealth and stole the keys. Nobody suspected me as a culprit because I barely talked; they thought I was stupid but a hard
When I got to the forest, everything was dark and I had no idea where France was but I persevered on, thinking about home. An hour or two later, I was very far from the camp, but knew that the soldiers were probably looking for me now because they do a check at 2:00 a.m. when young Dawn with her rose-red fingers shone once more. I asked to myself whether I should keep going or start resting. A few moments later I came with the conclusion to hide and rest in a secret place I found.
When young Dawn with her rose-red fingers shone once more, I started off on my journey to France. I had just started walking when heard the faint sound of dogs barking coming towards my way. I started sprinting straight, not paying attention to where I was going. “I didn’t think they would come this far” I thought to myself. Because I wasn’t watching where I was going, my head smashed into a tree, I tried to get up and keep running. I started to get slower and slower, then suddenly a soldier bashed me with a rifle and I went unconcious.
“Hey Odysseus,” a weird voice