Post by BurgundyBoa on May 20, 2019 18:22:16 GMT -6
A young woman of 18 years was walking in exhaustion through the thickets of the jungle woods. Her blue capris soiled at the legs, her red shawl torn slightly and barely cover her black bikini top. She was vacationing near the village where her great grandparents once lived but she was certainly not accustomed to this jungle. She wanted only to get away from the noisy crowds and bad smells of the market, so she traveled to the jungle. Then she lost not only the track of time but soon the way back.
Her name was Rosita. She was a Hispanic girl, tanned, and her medium black hair a mess right now with a red rose placed over her left ear. Her emerald green eyes scanned the area and then she looked up to see the sky grow a more orange hue with the setting sun. Rosita’s hair swayed as she trudged. She eventually came across a large tree and thinking of her tired legs, Rosita sat on one of the roots and she prayed that someone could help her.
“I would give anything if I could just get some rest or at least get out of this jungle,” Rosita said aloud.
Her name was Rosita. She was a Hispanic girl, tanned, and her medium black hair a mess right now with a red rose placed over her left ear. Her emerald green eyes scanned the area and then she looked up to see the sky grow a more orange hue with the setting sun. Rosita’s hair swayed as she trudged. She eventually came across a large tree and thinking of her tired legs, Rosita sat on one of the roots and she prayed that someone could help her.
“I would give anything if I could just get some rest or at least get out of this jungle,” Rosita said aloud.
