Kalypso The Odyssey

this is something i wrote for english class. nothing big, just a one page story that had to include something about “metamorphosis.” So basically, someone has to undergo a dramatic physical transformation, or something like that. I wrote mine in a really small amount of time, and think it turned out sorta well :] i mean, its full of grammatical errors, but other than that… so, um, here it is:
The sound of waves crashing against the shore became less faint as I ran towards the setting sun. The path to the beach had become overgrown since I had last been home. My house, however, looked exactly like it had when I had gone away. No, when I had been taken away. But I was free now, and I rejoiced in this fact, and everything else as the ocean finally came into view. It had to be the most beautiful thing in the world, especially now, with the pinks and yellows and deep, dark, crimson reds reflecting of its surface. But it would only last a few more minutes before the sun had to set, and night would overcome the day, the moon taking its place in the sky as the cycle went on.
I heard a noise behind me, a growl ever so faint. I turned to face the creature, but saw nothing where it should have been. I ignored the thing, possibly a mere figment of my imagination, and continued on my way down to the sandy shore. Night was setting in now, and soon I would have to turn back, but I wanted so badly just to feel the warm waters of my home, so I continued on.
Just as I had stepped onto the shore, an utterly horrid and terrifying shriek erupted from the mouth of some unearthly beast, and I fell to the ground. Ever so slowly though, I opened my eyes, and my worst nightmare lay before me.
I was back: back in my cell, back in my prison, back in my own personal hell. So, it was all just a dream.
But my prison was not my own, and the moans and cries of other people surrounded me now. I was lost in hear, lost in all of the insanity. And I wanted to be back home so badly that for a few minutes, I allowed myself a chance to let my emotions overtake me, and I cried myself to sleep.
I woke up to the sound of the prison guards opening my door, as well as many of the others cells, allowing those of us in my wing the chance to go into the courtyard and stretch a bit before breakfast. I complied, but never felt totally safe when I was outside of my cage; the other prisoners had a tendency to crack every so often, and when they did, there was no guaranty that the guards would act fast enough.
I went off into a corner and looked up. The prison walls blocked out most of it, but I could still see a small portion of the sky. But the walls, they were so incredibly massive. They broke everyone. No one had anything to live for inside these walls. And now, as if they were teasing me, the walls seemed to be growing taller, if ever so slightly. I sighed and looked down…
And almost died of shock! The walls had not grown taller, I had shorter. And not only that, I had turned into a beautiful, fully grown albatross! I spread one wing and then another. Then, I flapped both, and I was in the air! Not ten seconds later, I was out of the walls and flying towards the sun, and towards freedom. Flying ever so high above the ocean, away from my prison, away from all of the chaos of that place and from what it had done to my mind.
But, somewhere, deep in the darkest corner of my soul, I knew something that my conscious self would never understand: it was all just a dream.

hope you like it <3