Compose a creative piece that captures the significance of remembered places to the experience of belonging.
.. I love this feeling. The feeling you get when you are safe and secure. Curled up like a ball and where no one can hurt you. In a place where beatings, foul language, poverty and inequality aren’t present. A world of your own where you can do what you like, when you like and not suffer from it. I apprehend a loud beating sound coming from above. It is there with me when I’m asleep and awake. It gives me a constant reassurance an abundance of warmth and comfort that soothes me to sleep. It is hard to wonder what it is. I wonder about many things. Where am I? How did I get here? Why am I here? It feels as though I have been here for a life time. There are so many noises, some that are roaring like a lion, waking me up from my deep, dreamy sleep that force me to stay awake and listen to the screaming and yelling. I turn and kick to get comfortable and try to sleep again but the noises remain just as loud. But there are some that put me to sleep, some that are soothing and quiet. I feel soft stroking actions that make me drowsy. Those that you don’t want to fall asleep to as the feelings are so comforting and loving. It initially felt as through the space I was given was infinite. But over months the space has become cramped leaving me with hardly any room to move. I know there is a beginning as to how I got here, how I was able to produce my own thoughts and how I am now able to breathe on my own. The question becomes inevitable now: What am I? Often blazing, hot, spicy sensations come down into my body. It is a discomforting feeling one that makes me uncomfortable with a hot tingling sensation moving throughout my body. I feel useless and as though I can’t do anything to stop it but kick and squirm about in the small amount of space I have left to get rid of the burning pains. Sometimes there is a feeling of regret… that feeling you get when eat way too...
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