and gradually my eyes were closed.
“What was that?” I was woken up by a sound. I sat up, not making a single sound. “A
helicopter?” I stood up, looking around, trying to avoid the flaming sun. I spotted a dot in the
sky. It was making a humming sound. After observing it more carefully, I confirmed that it
was a helicopter. I knew that I had to get help. I drank the last drop of cactus liquid and with a
branch, I drew the words ‘SOS’ in the desert sand. I drew it really big to make it obvious, then I
stood in the middle of the ‘O’ then waved my arms wildly, using all the energy I have, shouting:
“Help! Help me! Help...” I jumped up and down like a wild kangaroo. My life would be gone if I
did not get the helicopter’s attention. I was apprehensive, hoping that the helicopter could see me.
Disappointingly, the helicopter continued flying, passing where I was standing. I was depressed.
My life was over. I sat back down on the sand. Just then, a sudden movement changed the fate
of my life. The helicopter turned around, lowering itself near to the ground, causing sand to fly
around it. It landed. I was ecstatic, smiling with glee, wanting to jump for joy. Suddenly my body
weakened and I blacked out.
