I hear water gushing down the lake. I take a deep breath and think to myself. I can feel the mud squashed between my toes and feet. My palms starts to sweat. I hear birds chirping away as the wind blows right across my face. As my hair gets into my eyes I start to tear up. I stop and think, “Am I Ever Going To See Home Again?” As I think even more, my heart starts to race 100 times faster than a tiger chasing its prey. The days go on and on. I start to panic with starvation. I scream louder and louder every single time but my throat burns with dryness. My scream is louder than thunder roaring but sadly no one responds. I just hear the sounds of my own echo. My heart sinks with desperate despair. The days go on with no food and clean water. I smell and stink like rotten meat. Today is my fifth day stranded in this dense humid mountain. My arms and legs are swollen from walking so much. When I run my fingers along my arms and legs, it feels rough and dry with red polka dots from insect bites. I can feel my spine twitching and flush with burning pain. I follow my heart and I will not give up. I WILL get out of here alive.
Author: GM 11years old from Qld