Sasha and Saskia were walking together, hand to hand. They were going on the top of the dune near the village.
The wind started to blow and sand was whipping their cute little faces. Saskia started to cry, she was scared. In a matter of minutes, they were trapped in a sandstorm. Sasha gave his sister his shirt so she could protect her face.
Sasha:"Hold on, sis. Maybe someone will show up and help us."
Saskia:"But what if there isn't?" she cried.
The sandstorm wasn't about to back away...