My feet ache from walking for days upon days. My mouth dry from dehydration. The only liquid on my body was the sweat beneath my arms. The heat was too much. I couldn’t last any longer out here. I don’t stand a chance.

This was however, until I saw the beautiful moon above. It was looking down on me as if it was protecting me; guiding me. I felt safe underneath the moon watchful eye. The moon was a friend of mine. It gave me the courage to carry on and not give up. The moon was my inspiration.