“Finally,”I think. I start to run. I throw my bag on the ground and take out my empty water bottle and fill it with the cool water. The sun continues to beat down on me, not pausing for a second. I feel the coolness in my hands and bring the bottle to my lips. I start to drink the water and then start coughing. I snap back to reality, kneeling on the sand. I start to pray as I continue to choke on the warm, dry sand. It’s becomes hard to breathe. Dark spots begin to appear in my vision. I fall over and now I am lying on my side. Then my vision gives out and my muscles become limb.