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My Life On Sahara Desert (Essay)

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My life on sahara desert (Based on true story) It was in the same month of last year, that I had forced to start the journey. Though I had heard it was very dangerous, I didn 't have a choice not to start. I was with another 100 people on lorry car and my best friend was with me. Once I sit over the car, nobody is allowed to move his part of the body. The place is desert, where there is no living things and water bodies. The climate is very hot that I used to feel that like the sun is over my head. The driver was driving at high-speed. After we had travelled 5 days and night, my friend couldn’t able to sit and feel so tired, when she tried to stand up, she falls down from the car. I was not sure whether I am dreaming or not. Since the car …show more content…

After a long journey, we reached a place where they called it Ezlaveya, where all the people closed in one room. My legs couldn’t move, the smuggler hit me again and again so that I can stand up and get into the house. When I tried to explain, he doesn’t understand the language. He pulled me by my shirt and threw me in the big room, where around 1000 people live together. Once I get in, I slept on the floor all day and thinking whether I am dreaming or not. The worst thing, when it gets darker, a man come to me and start to take off my cloth. When I understood that he wants to rape me, I start to scream and ask for help. But the people around me just keep quiet because if they take action, they will risk their life. Fortunately, the boss appeared their listening my scream, and take the man away. To eat food is allowed only once a day and the same with water. After spending such horrible time, they took us to the main center of Libya. They bring a container and start to fill it with people. It was very hot, but I couldn’t say no. We have travelled 1 full day and some children start to die because of lack of oxygen. A Pregnant woman was screaming for the arrival of the baby. After traveling three more days and a lot of death, we reach to the place where they collect the people near the sea. As a girl, I start to feel pain below

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