Personal Narrative: The Raft

Everything you will ever perceive is fabricated. Every quote about happiness in life is simply not true. There are empires and they decree the nation. Only fifteen years old and I have been in the vicinity of the Raft for almy choate life. Centuries ago the Earth was decreasing every single resources it obtained. We could all see that trees were scarce and animals were no longer. Human race was running out of time at a nimble pace. Fear quickened and heart rates of every human had spiked higher than the mountains of rubble containing the Earth’s oceans. Desperation lurked around the atmosphere we all began to look to the sky. Building a vicinity to house mankind in space was pinned as imaginable. The questionability if space could hold half

Octagonal pods was formed with cylinders underneath for support. The black metal gleamed from every angle holding a uption society dream inside it like a cage. It was built in a secluded surrounding where fences rose as high as the hopes of creating the structure itself. May 25, 2025 the structure was going to take flight into an innovative mankind I knew I would be destined spot on the Raft. My mother worked in the translation department for days on end. Coffee rings formed on the magnoy wood of her desk and bags under her eyes looked as if someone had socked her. I felt as if everything began to fall into place for once.
The black combat boot crushed every single bone in my hand and I knew I was far off from everything falling into place. My arms were ripped across me from different angles. Whipping my blond hair around only to see my mother being ripped away from me. Every dramatic moment they say is played through your brain in slow motion, mine was being acted out in front of me. The black combat boot whirled around sending my head into a violent daze. Hours later I returned to see my mother marooned upon

You know the same old same old. Octavia rolled in her seat adjacent to mine and whispered with fear in every word “ Clarke, there is only one outcome to this situation and we both know what it is.” My pupils dilated and my muscles tensed. I gulped and silently nodded back to her. Goosebumps appeared all over me like tiny white mountains. We are going to die I told myself. Knowledge is the most deceiving power you will own. Metal bands were anchored to our arms to monitor how fast we would survive on Planet 61. We all looked around at each other, everyone was fighting to life, we were all their test rodents, fear was our auto pilot right now, and this was the last time we would see each