Creative Writing: The Odyssey

Odysseys departure saddened me deeply, but it was necessary. The great warrior and his men were headed off for troy, a distant land. Everyone in the village was sad that he was heading to war, but none as sad as me. For i am Odysseus mother, and i fear for my child.And the meaning for my sadness? their was two reasons for this. One i raised him and birthed him. I love him with a mother heart. And two, who shall protect us from invades while he is gone?

A few day after he had left, i noticed shadow on the mountains that are also are border. i fear for the worst. But nobody believes me! they think im a crazy old women who just lost her son, who is going through a time one hardships. They sadly were slightly true, but i know what i saw. war, in the future, i fear.

“so be it” he says as he turns away and disappears into the fires. now i am alone. there is nothing for ever. i walk. i walk and i walk and i walk. i walk forever, hoping that i might meet someone or something, but nothing. i feel no pain from the waking, nothing. i am nothing. this isnt even real. its just a lie. the spears men has just rendered me unconscious. i will wake up soon, but i know all these things are just helpful lies to myself, sadly i keep on walking. i continued to walk. once again no matter where i go, nothing. but then suddenly, i see something in the far edges of my eye. i see men running shouting, crying. at first, i thought of it only as a cruel trick to punish me. but then, the image begins to clear. it is men, real live men. o how i longed to be like them, whole, living breathing. but just then, one of the men stops and looks at me.i know who it is. it is my child.

“mother”, he says with i weep. “is that you? what has happened? why are you here? who put you here?” i'm dead, i tell him. or village was attacked. i was confronted with i fighter while trying to runaway. odysseus buckled down, weeping. “is my wife aright? do you know?” “i do not my child, i do