Desert Island
It was a tranquil and sunny day when I found myself deserted on a tropical island.The sun was blazing with flames as I explored the island. It was really sandy and dry because everything was crowded by the rays of the sun.
It was lifeless on the island and everything there was untouched. It was a calm day until a sandstorm started drifting up above me. “SWOOSH”. I quickly ran for the nearest and safest place around. Finally, I found a sand shed right next to a huge pile of sandy rocks. I thought quickly, then after a bit of asking myself what to do, I grabbed some rocks and threw them around the shed one by one, hoping my plan would work, and sure enough, it did.
“close call” I said to myself.
I scurried out of the sandy hut and wiped myself clean. “COUGH COUGH”, I coughed. The sand was so dusty from the shed. I wiped off all of the sand and walked back to the hot and sandy desert. When I got back, it was burning as hot as chilli sauce. As I drifted off to sleep I found myself in my room. “What a weird day”, I thought to myself.
This is a story I wrote about a dream on a deserted island.