“Stranded Sally”-horror story (by me)

Here’s todays horror story, although I’m not sure it’s horror…but I’ll leave that for you to decide. 🙂 Enjoy!

The hot sun beated down on Sally’s back, burning her to a crisp. Hunger was like a beast clawing inside her empty stomach. Feed me! it was crying. NOW!!

“Shut up.” she said. Sally halted in the burning sand. “Great. Now I’m talking to myself.”

She continued striding through boiling sand, her bare feet scratched by the occasional stone. The desert stretched from miles and miles around her, green, pointy cactuses bursting out the ground.

She tried to think of how she ended up here…she last remembered she was at a beach, found a cove and went exploring. She hadn’t meant to go too far, but before she knew it endless sand was all around her, and the sea or any people were nowhere to seen.

But she couldn’t focus on that now, she needed food-fast. And water, her throat felt as dry as sandpaper. But where?

But she was so exhausted, the heat was relentless, and all Sally wanted to do was collapse on the ground and sleep. But if she did, would she wake up?

To make things worse, a hill was up ahead. She didn’t have the energy to climb that! But it was the hill or…or what? Sally didn’t want to know. So she gritted her teeth and powered on.

Sally slipped, skidded, and pulled herself up the steep hill. Her hair, clothes and fingernails were clogged with grains of sand, and her arms and legs were shaking so hard it felt as if she wasn’t in control of them anymore.

She reached the top of the hill panting hard and sweating. Sally toppled onto her knees. She couldn’t make it. She was too tired. She fell onto the burning sand face first. Hopefully death won’t be too painful. She thought sadly.

Sally heard something odd. FOOTSTEPS! Not believing her ears, her head flicked up. Walking up the hill were two sweating, dark brown skinned men. They both wore pilot helmets and one had goggles around his neck.

“Oh thank God!” Sally burst. She stood up, and began wailing at the two men.

“I was on the beach and I went exploring and I got lost, a-and now I’m lost in this desert and I-I’m boiling hot and hungry and thirsty and I d-dunno where I am and I’m really really tired and if you just give me some food a-and water and help me back to the beach I’ll be okay!”

The two men looked shocked, and then began talking in strong, unrecognisable language. “You know…we were just about to ask you the same thing!”

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