The road is hot and steamy from the burning sun. My shoes are ripped from all the running and tripping. My feet are feeling exhausted just like me. As I try my best to keep walking and shelter for myself, I hear the shooting and explosion from a mile away, I see the blood dripping on the ground from peoples injuries. Night past by, and everyone's asleep. As we gather together my back hurts from the hard rock and pointy branches.
It's been 2 days and we've arrived to our new destination. The house is a bit rusty and the wood was all dusty. In my mind I was thinking about continuing, but the weather was extremely, hot I had to find a house to stay in. I was excited that we found a new village but worried that the next morning my friends and I wouldn't be able to open our eyes. The soldiers still never gave up. It was terrifying and frightening at the same time, but I kept my hopes up that I would still live.
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