Animal Farm Monologue

Why am I here. I used to ask myself when I was first brought here. I never imagined being thrown in here just because I had different beliefs than the King of the land.
“Good morning my dear.” The guard would often call to be as he places my breakfast in front of me. I give him a smile before greeting him back then glance towards the small window of my cell. “Are you okay, Albress?”
“No, I’m fine. How about you, are you okay?” He proceeds to tell me that his wife is expecting and he is excited for the day he can hold his first born. “I’ll be praying for you.” I tell him as I often did before he left me to my own thoughts.
“I demand to see that demon.” I heard a voice sound from down the hall. Then, steps begin to hurry down the hall to me. “What is it that you think you’re doing?”
“The farms catching on fire, you did something didn’t you.” He growled.
“No, but, I will pray for the safety of the people of the farm and pray over your land.” I then begun to do as I said I would. I don’t know what they between the time I closed my eyes and I felt something hitting my head.

My eyes felt groggy as I peeled them open. “The fire stopped. None of our crops were ruined. How did you do that?” The king stood over me and I realized I was laying on a bed that wasn’t the one in my cell.
“I prayed, sir.” I answer and trying to sit up.
“No do try to sit up. You fell back pretty hard.” He lays me back against the bed. “Who did you pray to?” He asks.