Amateur Young Girl

When I woke, the sun was just starting to rise. Why am I at the base of a cliff? I remembered watching the Olympics, and the best long jumpers in the world were only jumping eight or eight and a half meters! Yes! The slow drips of water pooled in a depression in a large boulder. Where is my truck? Maybe a pine snake, or a rat snake? Life! There were probably three or four liters! The broken glass! My forehead was sweating, and I drank some more water. There were thousands of stars in the sky, but I couldn’t find them either. I felt the bark. Yes, I’m Pedro. The farthest was only about half a kilometer away. Mama kept asking me why I didn’t find a nice girl and make her some grandchildren. It tasted ok and felt surprisingly good in my mouth. I used a piece of the broken bottle as a lens, and tried to get the bark hot, like a kid