My hair whips around my face. Sand attacks my face, and I cover my stinging eyes. Oh no… I stumble around for a bit, trying to find shelter. After a very long time, I know I have to admit it to myself- I don’t know what to do. I’m scared. And there’s no one to help me. I’m hungry, tired, thirsty, and my eyes hurt like crazy. Tears wash away the sand on my cheeks, only to get covered in sand once again. A sudden gust of wind blasts me of my feet. I end up a few meters away, and now my butt hurts too from the fall. Then, out of the rough sand, a soft thing brushes my face. And everything goes black.
Hi, my blooming flowers! wow. im really good at this cliffhanger thing, aren't i? don't worry, though. everything will be explained in the next three chapters. ...whenever i have time to write them... (not me doing everything but actually writing)
