keep walking...
You keep walking even though a pain is slowly growing in your side.
You don't see any more stores or people. You pass the time by making
up different stories about your past. Maybe you were the president's
daughter, or a princess, or a rich heiress. Or maybe you were just an
average kid or even a beggar. The pain in your side jolts you back to
reality and you side on the ground to rest your tired legs. You
realize that the pain will not subside. It is definitely not from
walking. You cannot move for the pain. Your lungs burn, your throat is
dry, and your tongue sticks to the roof of your mouth. There is no
water in sight and suddenly it hits you. You need major help and no
one is around.
