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The truth of life

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Introduction

´╗┐Unfolding the truth of life As I briskly apaced the subsisting sand, I then noticed the black velvet curtain of the sky, cloudless. Despite the departure of the dazzling sun from the sky, the blistering heat resulted in me becoming delirious. As I stepped on the sunbaked earth, fluorescent feathered pigeons flew passed my face at the speed of light. The atmosphere was extremely sticky. Due to the sweltering heat my newly styled clothes stuck to my body. Soaking sweat dripped from my greasy hair, rolling down my forehead, and then trickling down my sunburnt cheeks, like a rattle snake slithering across the hottest region. I looked up at the still sheet of the sky. ...read more.

Middle

I was homeless, godforsaken and disolate. Even my parched throat, and benumed body didn't seem as jeopardous as the alienation. The arid, sunburnt barren land got monotonously burdensome after a while. The landscape never changed, it stayed the same; no wind, no rain, just stale air. It felt like my organs had left my body in a lurch, paralysing my senses completely It was just about a week later, I'd just managed to endure and subsist the enorous conditions which no man could withstand. I was bereft of life, and out of sorts, having travelled endless miles until I caught a glimpse of informal, ramshackle settlements about a few yards out, I just couldn't express my avidity. ...read more.

Conclusion

His tanned cheeks and wrinkles made him look like he was in his early 60's. The brown blotches ran well down the sides of his face, and he had a long pointy nose just as pinocchio. His hands had the deep-creased scars, but none of these scars were fresh. He wore torn clothes, and was shabbily dressed. His green-beaded eyes caught my attention. I stood there, staring at him like a total idiot until he broke the silence. He blurted(cheerfully): Howdy! Care for a drink? You look like you need one. Being dumbfounded; as how could someone stay so avid, in such isolation? It took me some time to register what he just said. I replied(stuttering): Wouldn't do much harm would it? He let out a huge burst of laughter. ...read more.

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