James Makuac. My Life Before | Page 14

The Desert
The enemy captured Pochalla . They were shooting and captured us . We left again and headed toward the desert to Kenya . We walked for three months in the desert . Our feet were blistered from the hot sand . The sun was shining relentlessly . My heart was made strong because I had to walk on blistered feet . We had no choice . In the desert the days are hot and the nights are cold . Five boys shared one blanket in the freezing cold . The lions and wolves hunted us at night .
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