How long have I been walking for? I feel the hot breeze shining upon me as I breath hard. My head is down looking at my feet slowly walking. Feeling the sand go in between my toes, it’s so hot that it burns. I stop in my tracks and look up to see a vast desert with no end. Putting my hand up so the sun doesn't shine in my eyes but it still seems to get in. I need water, I tell myself. I tasted my dirty saliva demanding for cold, clean water. I start walking again. I don’t know why, I know I'd be walking for days until I find anything. Why? I pinch my arm to make sure I'm not dreaming. Yep, definitely awake. I feel like crying but nothing would come out. Am I going to die here? As I'm walking I feel my determination draining out of me. I heard something, My mind was racing...what was it? A voice? It sounded angry. I couldn't keep my mind on it. I just want to sleep.
This is a story I wrote to read to the little kids. We had to watch three different videos and make a story based on them. I decided to take different aspects of each story and make my one. Here is a drawing I made to go off of the story.
