Silence… scared…. Alone…. STRANDED…. I look around and see
nothing but the same bush over and over again. As I walk my footprints follow
behind me. The moon is coming out, and I can feel the breeze becoming colder
and colder. Chills take over my body. My fingers tracing the moon’s silhouette.
I try to scream… but nothing comes out…. The sound of silence takes over my
thoughts, screaming going through my head, I fall to the ground grabbing my head
with my mouth wide open, no sound escaping. STRANDED…. My mouth yearning for
the taste of something moist… I’m alone… The stars twinkle above my head as if
they are laughing at my stupidity. My fingernails collect sand underneath, like
my head collecting thoughts. I’m stranded and I can’t do anything about it…
help me…
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