The desert

As I open my eyes I’m getting pulled down by killer quicksand.

                                                                                                                                                      The frightening sight of a raging wave of snakes moving toward me gave me the creeps.                                                     

                                                                                                                                                     The painful feeling of spikes on cactus stabbing thought my skin and into my flesh left me bleeding painfully.

The deafening sound of snakes hissing like chaotic, crazy wild animals.

As I fall to the ground I feel the boiling sand I feel like I’m in a steaming oven.

As I look at the horizon I see the sun set and I was full of relief.

The lack of water makes me feel like I’m in the middle of a draught.

As I walk I feel like a part of my body turns to ashes because of the raging, fiery Sun.

As I look I see trees turning into flames bushes turning into nothing but ashes.

Looking in the distance I see a bus, could it be but it was just my mind playing tricks.

The taste of sand clogs my mouth blocking my breathing.

The wind was blowing I smelt