maddy39

Nausea began creeping up my oesophagus as I felt the acid burn into my tissues. My eyes closed tightly, forming wrinkles on the corner, as I struggled to breath. Unexpectedly, my daughter's tiny hand reached over, and reassuringly curled around my finger, which  caused me to swallow hard, to fight back the fluid. We've already been travelling like this for over three weeks now, swinging from side to side like a pendulum attached on a thin string, on what seemed like a plank of wood, with thousands of migratory birds nested on top. The groans that started out at the beginning of the journey had eventually died down, while the crashing sound o