I wandering the streets of Brazil alone. I had lost my tour guide 3 hours ago. I was trying to find my way back to árvores de acampamento. Where I had been staying for the last 3 days. I told myself whatever happened I would stay calm. Suddenly I lost my cool I could see a big man coming towards with 2 huge alsations. I ran! I came to this narrow run down street where everyone looked at me like I had 3 heads, probably because I was wearing a very touristy t-shirt. I don’t know how I got here or how I will get back.
Sannse,
Your use of the word HOPELESSLY in the title was very fitting for this piece. I wonder how the narrator fares in the end. I do like to think there is more ‘good’ in the world than ‘evil’. So, maybe someone surprises the narrator and assists them.
Keep writing.
Mrs. G., Team 100, Guilderland, NY, USA