Personal Narrative: Handmaid's Tale Fan Fiction
Handmaid's Tale Fan Fiction
I stared at the ceiling. It seemed so far away, so out of reach. There were still holes where the climbing ropes once hung. Young boys climbed to the top against all odds. Gravity pulling them down towards the earth where they belonged. I looked over at June, sleeping peacefully. And then over to Moira, neither of them would ever know why I disappeared that night. I slowly got up and arranged my pillows to look like a sleeping body. A crude representation, but it would do for now. I crawled along the floor careful not to alert the Aunts. Their cattle prods sparking at the tip. Similar to a thunder-storm, I’d never seen a thunderstorm since I became a handmaid. God forbid the leaders of Gilead lose their precious handmaids to a thunderstorm. I had practiced my handiwork for a year, planning my escape, nothing would stop me. I pickpocketed the card from Lydia and silently walked over to the door. The console beeped loudly just as Moira sneezed and a resounding noise rang around the room. I smiled at the room, Not from nostalgia but rather form knowing this was the last time I would ever see this place. …show more content…
I went to the circuit board and unplugged every wire I could see. The sparking of the plugs reminded me of the thunder above me. The jeep was 40 metres away. I recognised it as one that nick had driven. I got into the driver's seat and started the ignition. The engine purred fiercely as the dials lit up. I looked into the rear view mirror and saw 4 angels chasing the car. I drove away through 2 fences gates before the angels stopped chasing me. Their gaze followed the jeep similar to how it used to follow my
I stared at the ceiling. It seemed so far away, so out of reach. There were still holes where the climbing ropes once hung. Young boys climbed to the top against all odds. Gravity pulling them down towards the earth where they belonged. I looked over at June, sleeping peacefully. And then over to Moira, neither of them would ever know why I disappeared that night. I slowly got up and arranged my pillows to look like a sleeping body. A crude representation, but it would do for now. I crawled along the floor careful not to alert the Aunts. Their cattle prods sparking at the tip. Similar to a thunder-storm, I’d never seen a thunderstorm since I became a handmaid. God forbid the leaders of Gilead lose their precious handmaids to a thunderstorm. I had practiced my handiwork for a year, planning my escape, nothing would stop me. I pickpocketed the card from Lydia and silently walked over to the door. The console beeped loudly just as Moira sneezed and a resounding noise rang around the room. I smiled at the room, Not from nostalgia but rather form knowing this was the last time I would ever see this place. …show more content…
I went to the circuit board and unplugged every wire I could see. The sparking of the plugs reminded me of the thunder above me. The jeep was 40 metres away. I recognised it as one that nick had driven. I got into the driver's seat and started the ignition. The engine purred fiercely as the dials lit up. I looked into the rear view mirror and saw 4 angels chasing the car. I drove away through 2 fences gates before the angels stopped chasing me. Their gaze followed the jeep similar to how it used to follow my