Writing competition "130"The Unknown Fort"

I was born in the year 1870, then I was very different in the world. I lived on an ice field. Because I find the field very beautiful. I used to walk in the snow. Then I started understanding. That I have learned to walk with wings. Then I used to make ice houses. I also have three friends. He is making something different. Our life is filled with happiness. Because parents also keep doing all the work. The father leaves for hunting early in the morning. And come home at night. Sometimes it happens like this too. He comes empty handed. I too have grown up. And go hunting with my father. Then I see something coming from a distance. I am telling everyone. that something is coming. Father has said that this shadow keeps appearing. I have told my father that I feel like this. That some things are coming to us.

We all have come home. And then goes to see three people. Sardar and my friends go with me. We have also taken food for 15 days. Then he leaves on foot. We've come far enough now. And it's been 5 days for us. We can see that thing. It's been 8 days. Then we are going to reach near. Then all three of us are resting. Then we leave as soon as the morning comes. Has reached all three of us. And we have seen that water is coming. It can be about 4 to 5 feet. It is progressing at a slow pace. It may also change its ways. But water is visible far away. Then Sardar said that we have to go to our village. Everyone's life will have to be saved.

Quickly leaves on foot. The distance of water is not less in our distance. That's why we don't even rest at night. Sleeps only for two hours. And starts walking again. It's only been 5 days. And we are very tired. Looking at each other. And I am not able to understand. What should we do? We still have to walk for three more days. Only then can we save our lives along with everyone. One night we sleep. And wakes up early in the morning. And the village can be reached by evening. Sardar is informing everyone. And everyone has left their homes. And going to another place. The flowing water has reached the village. Everyone's houses have started falling apart. Holes have started in everyone's houses. But we haven't found any place to be safe.

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I am just expressing my feelings in the story. It is special from nature's view. Which give us a beautiful story of life.

Everyone is welcome.