Story about travelling

Bright morning sunlight shone through my bedroom window when I woke. ‘Finally, my dreams have come true’- I sighed. I was lying in the blissfully warm king- size bed and then I jumped out of it and stood on the tiled floor. I was with my parents on the holiday of a lifetime in Egypt.

That day, we wanted to take on a guide and get to the pyramids on the backs of camels. We were warned about the extreme danger of a sandstorm and the sunstroke, we gathered up a wealth of guidebooks, a camera and a few bottles of water. Eventually, we set off at 10 o'clock in the morning. Unsurprisingly, it was scorching hot in the desert. To the very horizon we couldn't see anything- neither caravans nor the oases. The grains of sand were just wafting through the thick air. After a while, I felt bone tired. Suddenly, I heard faraway human voices and loud exotic music. I opened up my eyes and realised we were in the oasis to take a little rest. I knew I was allowed to go for a walk by myself so I grabbed the camera and put the sunglasses on. ‘I want to take some stunning pictures, mum. I'll be back within half an hour’- I shouted and went away in a hurry with a broad grin on my face.

I was slowly wandering around the oasis. I found it a please in itself. In the meantime, I took hundreds of lovely pictures. All of the sudden, I heard a threatening growl coming from the bushes. ‘Look out’ somebody yelled furiously- ‘and run away! Now!’ Nevertheless, I was too petrified to make a step, let alone a dash! I was standing rooted to the spot. I was gazing unblinkingly at the man who obviously wanted to get rid of me and find out more about the bush growl on his own. He was wearing safari clothes and carrying a gun. He told me it could have been a wild tiger, an animal which was dangerous only to those who were afraid of it. I giggled- ‘I’m afraid just of the sickening sound of my alarm clock!’ and I closed my eyes.

Suddenly, I felt a bitter cold. The very first thing that came to my mind was the total eclipse of the sun. Yet when I opened my eyes I noticed I wasn’t in Sahara but in my bed, in my room and the quilt was, as usual, on the floor...

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