M4 Sandy Storms

My last post was my last day in Europe.  I am now in the dessert of the Arabian Peninsula. I try not to complain about the weather, but is really windy out. I have now been walking 10 miles, and have not seen a water source. Off in the distance, I see what appears to be a small grope of people on camels. They slowly ride up to me.

        "What are you doing alone in the desert little girl?" A man asked me. He smelled like mud, and spoiled milk. His teeth were yellow and his hair was tangled.

        "I'm trying to find some water and shade." I replayed. "Do you think I can borrow one of your camels?"

        The man thought for a bit and said "No, but we are on are way to the oasis. Would you like to join us?" He asked me. The oasis dose sound good, and i don't want walk any more. I agreed and the man gave me a camel. I didn't quite know how to get on it, so i made it sit down so I can jump on it. The camel stood upright, and we all started walking through the dessert.

     It felt like hours in the sun. I got sand in my eyes, and my face was red from the heat. I felt a refreshing dash of air, then another. I looked off in the distance to see where it was coming from, and I saw a giant sandstorm!

          "Hurry!" I yelled. "Hold your camels to the ground!" The men did what I said and we all held the feet of the camels. The sand swept over us, taking a few men with it. I did not look up. I held my ground until the cost was clear. I slowly got up and saw that most of are stuff was scatted all over. "There is no time for are items,” The gross man said. "We need to get to water, and shelter." He pointed to a patch of land. It was colorful and animated. When we reached the water I dove in. I sat in the shade, and enjoyed the story’s the group told. Besides the storm, this was a mission well done.