No reply. I begin to ignore it and look away, still focusing on protecting myself. The sandstorm
mysteriously ends. I look around for a while, and notice I can’t see my house anywhere. I race through
the sea of sand, trying to find my home. I start to remember everything I had lost: Everything.
There’s nothing really exciting to see. I’m walking on a blanket of sand, sprinkled with animals
and plants. I have to start all over again. A new day; a new life, in the same old Gobi Desert.
