Descriptive Essay - Original Writing - 1638 Words

I fan my shirt out and in hoping to copycat some sort of breeze. I turn around to see a large black lake which according to history should have somehow cooled me off, but now you can just see heat rays streaming from the edge of the water. Drops of sweat run down the temple of my face and if I don’t get something in my system soon I’m sure to pass out again. I reach for my dark brown hair and pull it over my neck. I’m the weakest in our division, infamous for passing out in the middle of a brigade. I stare out into the deep purple like lake—the largest body of water I’ve ever seen. I remember my Grandfather telling me stories of swimming in crystal clear waters, so cold you were nervous to jump right in. I knew the lake here in Dinbua†¦show more content†¦I watch her toes slowly dip further into the water, another violation. She pulls back her long, course black hair and I see a tattoo of a star constellation I can’t quite make out o n the back of her neck. I straighten up. She’s an Argan. I’ve never seen one so close. I ignore the black spots beginning to form around my eyes and watch her intently. The Argans are the ones that started the war years ago, and it’s forbidden for them to be anywhere near a sector. My mother told me that she saw an Argan boy once. He was searching for food in our sector home, when my father nearly beat him off before my mother could give him any. I try to breathe slowly, knowing I’m on the brink of fainting. It’s been seventeen hours since I’ve had any food or water, but I try to hold on. I shut my eyes for a second hoping to erase the black vail across my eyes. When I open them again, the woman is standing tall looking straight at me. There is no one around and I know I can’t try to run for it. My breathing gets heavier and I can feel myself slowly falling backward. The woman seems to be walking towards me, and I can’t tell if I’m screaming or not. Then, nothing. I try opening my eyes, but a sharp pain from my leg springs up my body and I crunch my face in pain. â€Å"What the hell Sadie. You know of all people, you’re not allowed to go out alone.† I’m lying on a metal table with a small comforter and can feel the heat from a window behind me. I can feel something being tied to