Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Writing: The Storm

The storm

There we were. Stranded. Only with a little food and only river water. No other civilization in sight. I was scared. I was hiking up a mountain but a strong storm came in and I don't really know what happened from there. All I know is that I ended up here with only a blanket and my backpack. I am not where I left off. I guess the storm took me to a different spot on the mountain. All I have to do now I find help or my way home.
But before I do I might as well build a fire and find some dinner. I don't have much to protect my self if any thing attacks me but I have my mine to get me out of tough situations.
Do you feel like your mind came get you out of rough situations?

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