Tuesday, November 29, 2022

Post card story

 The silence in the rainforest is scary, especially at nights. It has been days since I was left behind. I still miss them. The occasional growls of unknown animals and hooting of owls has long since become a part of me. Hunger and thirst aren’t things anyone should get accustomed to . My dreary eyes tell me to go to sleep. But will I be able to wake up to the rising sun?