Blessing: Creative Writing
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Blessing: Creative Writing This had been the worst draught we had ever had and we all thought we were going to die. We are all dehydrated and the ground looked like cracked skin. There was a dry taste of grit in our mouths and the sound of small children and babies crying but the lack of water made it hurt even more. All the trees were dead and all the grass had gone. I dreamed of a drop of rain or some sort of miracle happening. The clothes that we had to wear were old clothes and tattered shirts, had-me downs and from an old dumpster. All the villagers had to share the water that they had left, the water was green and stagnant it was so old and smelt like swamps ought to smell. It was like living in a hell on earth except the fiery overlord is the sun. People...


