Descriptive Essay - Original Writing - 1746 Words

â€Å"Ma’am, we’re doing everything we can. Please, remain calm.† The police officer ordered, pushing me back onto the hot, dry cracked desert floor. I struggled against the officer’s force, sending pleas and cries into the empty valley, echoing. And one after another, more police officers swarmed me like moths to a light, tackling me, restraining me against my own will. Now pinned, the dry blood on my hands, I silently laid there, not knowing I was crying fat, salty tears down my cheeks. Rocks and pebbles dug into my dried skin, a shriek of pain rumbled in my throat. You couldn’t see past the tree next to the camper. The sky was so dark, almost like a never-ending void. Swirling into stars and the bright moon, shining proudly onto the hot†¦show more content†¦Once again, the glow of the moon sent shivers down my spine. FLASHBACK TO SEVERAL HOURS AGO â€Å"Mom, I think I see trees!† Gina giddly shouted, jumping up and down. â€Å"Come on!† Jenny grabbed Gina’s hand and those two ran like there’s no tomorrow. Dazed, I dragged my sore and tired legs towards them. The unbearable heat bared down onto my back, feeling lightheaded, and dehydrated. I heard two screams of joy, I reached the tree and looked back. Behind the trees was a campsite. We have been saved! â€Å"Woo!† I cried out, smiling like a fool. Gina broke into the trailer, and you could hear her scavenging for a bite to eat. Jenny sat on a chair in the cool shade, wiping a brow of seat and heavily sighing in relief. I collapsed, knees shaking and just laid on the ground. Vroom! What sounded like a car pulling up rang from behind the trees, and me and Jenny looked at each other with concerned looks. A car door violently slammed and the crunch of sand and gravel echoed, the large footsteps nearing closer and closer. I scrambled up and ran, hiding in a stray tent. Jenny followed closely. Then I remembered that Gina was still in the trailer. GIna†¦ she could be in danger! My daughter! â€Å"Gina’s still in the the trailer!† I whisper-shouted to Jenny. A look of terror came onto her face. â€Å"We can’t do anything! It’s too late!† She pinched my wrist, trying to keep me from moving. â€Å"Are you insane? Gina is in there,