#38
The storm had gone now. It was as if the weather was playing games with us just like my life is. Though we survived throughout this. It was not easy though. At times Chris felt a heavy thud in his guts as if someone was kicking him. Sometimes I had a sprain here and some other pain there. After all this, we started retreating back. The sky had now picked up some pale colour. Chris was walking in front of me. ''Hey walk behind me. We have to get down to the base before it is dark. ''He scolded. I threw the stone back on the ground and ran in his direction. ''What were you doing there ?'' Chris enquired. ''Scratching our names on its shaft.'' ''Shaft?'' He raised an eyebrow at me clearly giving away his bad thoughts. I turned into a whole shade of crimson red when I realized what I j
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