November 13


Hey guys I’m posting this story because I won Write4Fun with it and I thought I would share it with you.


I walk in the scorching heat holding my wounded brother while his blood drips down my leg. I hear screams coming from the front, people dying of exhaustion from the heat.

My sister is yelling in my ear because she has been walking for 12 hours with no rest and my mother is too tired and weak to hold her. In the distance, I see a tent. Is that it, could it be, it’s the camp. I’m finally here.

Upon entering the camp, I dropped my brother, then lay down beside him on the boiling sand. My sister lies on top on of me.  I whispered “we made it”.

By Salsa

October 22


I have posted this piece of writing because i know I tried my best to really engage the reader.       

I am walking in the scorching heat scars all over my body, I never knew what I had till this very day when I lost it all. I don’t know how long I can last, I’m burned, dehydrated and hungry, I had to abandon my mother and sisters. When they came they ruined my life when they came I lost it all. I’m getting weaker by the second all hope is lost I just want to go home. lost

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