Water: A Short Story

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The sun was beating mercilessly down on me. All around as far as I could see was soft sand. Not one breathing soul. Not even a raincloud could be seen in the beautiful bright sky. My feet dragged through the hot sand as I trudged along. My limbs felt weary and heavy. My feet felt like a million pounds as I tried to put one in front of another. I did not know how much longer I could last.

I needed water. My mouth was dry and my throat was parched. Just breathing hurt when the oxygen touched my dry insides. My tongue felt like a big, heavy, dry sock inside my mouth. I felt the urge to lick my dry lips, but now I had no saliva to lick them with. Water. Water. That is all I need.

My eyes felt so very heavy. And dry. My eyelids drooped over my eyeballs, but I forced them open again. I could barely lift my skinny legs as I slowly sink in the sizzling sand. My mind felt slow, thick, and heavy with lack of water. The sun was still beating heavily and pitilessly down on my skin, burning every bit of it. This is torture. I blinked, my eyes felt agonisingly tender. …show more content…

I could not move my long tongue out of my big-lipped snout. My back becomes heavy. I feel like someone is on top of me. My third clear eyelid protects me from the blowing breeze of sand. I grumble and grunt to try and get somebody’s attention. There was nobody. Not one. I was alone and I did not like it. I felt like a zebra with no

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