Beyond Death
As i try to shade my sun burnt face from the blazing sun i sifted threw the sand. I dug for what felt like hours just trying to find the smallest sign of hope for surviving.Upon digging i came across a small chizzled rock, the size of the rock was inatiquette but the edge was sharp. I gripped the rock and started slicing at the rope tied to my ankle, it was ultimately ineffective but i wasn't about to give up so easily. I cut threw individual strands of rope preying that it would take less time.
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