Gladiator Diary
_THE DIARY OF A GLADIATOR_
12/05/58
Dear Diary,
Today was possibly the worst day in my entire life. I shall start from the beginning. When I woke up I felt an uncontrollable need for freedom. I had the bad feeling in the bottom of my stomach and I couldn't get rid of it. I felt terrified, captured. I sneaked out of the house and ran. I ran from myself, from the thoughts in my head. I needed to clear my mind. It felt like a huge and terribly real nightmare. An endless nightmare. I ran and prayed for all of this to be over.
But suddenly I woke up from the loud scream. It took me a moment to realise that all of this was just a dream. But the scream didn't stop neither did my own horror. I ran out of the house to see what's going on. What I saw was something that I shall never forget. Houses on fire, women and children crying out for help and men weak and …show more content…
My first fight. It's going to take place in the arena of Colloseum. I'm going to fight along with other gladiators to entertain Roman high class society. I find it very ironic. I'm supposed to kill for entertainment of people I hate. But I need to focus on more important things. Like the freedom I'll get if I will survive. I know the chance is so small, but that's all I could've hoped for. And I'll fight for it with all my strength.
During all this time I've spent here I got to know other gladiators. I've met Flavius, who became a good friend of mine. He's only 18 years old and he volunteered to escape from his "duty". He was brought up in a wealthy family but was very stubborn and didn't want to follow his Father's will. When I first met him I didn't like him, I thought he was incredibly self-centered. But then we got to know each other and I found out that he is very much like me. He is very wise for his age and never gives up. That's what I like the most about him. He helped me to fight my doubts and be positive about my future.
12/05/58
Dear Diary,
Today was possibly the worst day in my entire life. I shall start from the beginning. When I woke up I felt an uncontrollable need for freedom. I had the bad feeling in the bottom of my stomach and I couldn't get rid of it. I felt terrified, captured. I sneaked out of the house and ran. I ran from myself, from the thoughts in my head. I needed to clear my mind. It felt like a huge and terribly real nightmare. An endless nightmare. I ran and prayed for all of this to be over.
But suddenly I woke up from the loud scream. It took me a moment to realise that all of this was just a dream. But the scream didn't stop neither did my own horror. I ran out of the house to see what's going on. What I saw was something that I shall never forget. Houses on fire, women and children crying out for help and men weak and …show more content…
My first fight. It's going to take place in the arena of Colloseum. I'm going to fight along with other gladiators to entertain Roman high class society. I find it very ironic. I'm supposed to kill for entertainment of people I hate. But I need to focus on more important things. Like the freedom I'll get if I will survive. I know the chance is so small, but that's all I could've hoped for. And I'll fight for it with all my strength.
During all this time I've spent here I got to know other gladiators. I've met Flavius, who became a good friend of mine. He's only 18 years old and he volunteered to escape from his "duty". He was brought up in a wealthy family but was very stubborn and didn't want to follow his Father's will. When I first met him I didn't like him, I thought he was incredibly self-centered. But then we got to know each other and I found out that he is very much like me. He is very wise for his age and never gives up. That's what I like the most about him. He helped me to fight my doubts and be positive about my future.