Prisoner Of My Own

Chapter One
”You are scum.” I looked at him. Did I really do anything wrong? I felt as if the tiger, Sirynx, was overreacting.

”How?” I inquired, rather blankly. He roared at me, and I could smell moldy cheese.

“You like blue, don’t you?” I giggled, one paw over my nose.

”Shut up, Eternity! You do not belong here.” I rolled my eyes, sighing. Once again, I was being blamed for some thing a little bad. So I broke a statue of sir Gilbert. Big deal! So the head almost ran over a couple people. Big deal! And now he was putting me in prison? Come on! I’m sure I’m not the only person who hates Sirynx.

“We love you, Sirynx!” I heard somebody cheer from outside. He waved out the window, I turned my head, and saw a huge crowd. They just love him for putting me in prison. Actually, that sounds...Kind of miserable. Ugh. Everybody hates me for having a bit of fun. Things just happen because of tiny mistakes I make. WELL, EVERYBODY, YOU WOULDN’T HAVE THE TOWN MOTTO WITHOUT ME! I loved the town motto. Everybody in Jamaa always says it! We wouldn’t have this motto if we didn’t hate Eternity. Yep, I’m pretty well known around here.

”Uh, my name is Eternity! He’s Sirynx, guys!” They all glared at me.

“Sheesh. So, what am I getting? A suite? A suite on the CLUB FLOOR?” I joked. He roared at me again, and then said I wasn’t being put in prison. They were giving me to the phantoms as a 'SLAVE. Sheesh!'

Chapter Two
The phantoms locked me in a tiny, squished room. It was like an elephant just stepped on it.

”Why is it so tiny?” I asked. The phantom guard pushed me through the door and locked it. The shackles on my body clanked, and the ball and chain made it almost impossible to get up. I sighed. Even I don’t deserve to be treated like this!