Nya A Long Walk To Water Novels & Stories

Wait, could it be…? “No,” Eva said to herself, wondering if her thought had caused it. She decided to test her theory and concentrated, thinking about the water drying up by itself. Nothing happened. What if a huge pile of money appears here? She thought next. “I heard a sound! What happened?” Eva’s mom came running into the room. At that moment, Eva accidentally thought of her mom slipping on the same water. Just like Lizzy, her mom walked toward the puddle and fell.

He then walked down the rocky path towards the water, humming something to himself. Scarlett sighed. This was going to be a long, long journey.

She walked a great distance with no destination in mind, just letting her feet lead the way. The sound of rushing water woke Leila up from her zombie-like state as she blinked and looked ahead, she was standing in front of a waterfall. She recognized this waterfall, she looked around and there were only trees around her. In her tired state, her feet had carried her here, to the waterfall she used to come so often to with her parents. Leila stared at the waterfall as fond memories came running into her head and with the memories, great pain also followed and Leila broke down at the edge of the waterfall, tears rolling freely down her cheeks.

Theo watched, mesmerized, as it spread across her skin, creating intricate patterns that almost looked like armor. "Look at this, Theo," she said softly, her voice low but clear. "Water is powerful, but it's also adaptable. It can take any shape, flow around any obstacle. It finds its way through even the smallest cracks. It's a reminder that we have to be flexible, even when we're facing something that seems impossible."

Her frown deepened, knowing that there was no way she and her husband was going to survive the wild without water unless they miraculously found a stream or a watermelon on the way, and a miracle, in this case, was far from their reach. “You can have mine.” Nneamaka turned in the direction and her eyes widened when she saw the extended hands and the water skin. “I have extra. You and your husband can share this.” Ejima shrugged and gave her a weak smile, “I am not sure it will be enough, but it will go a long way.” “Are you sure we can…Thanks,” Nneamaka stammered and took the water skin reluctantly. “It’s nothing,” Ejima said and turned to leave.

And fear. Slowly walked as the water increases. It was far from me to go back so, I continued walking. From water in the ankle. Goes up into my shoulder. Mom. Dad. Dominick. I love you all. Keep safe. I will guard you wherever I'll go. Until the water reaches my lips. I'm in the middle of a lake. The water was cold as my lips were quivering. Suddenly, as I walk forward, that's when I know that I was crossing the lake. The water slowly came low as I walk forward. Until it reaches nothing. Then that's when I found out. Tall green grass was in front of me. The clouds were somehow giving me light. It was a hope and downfall for me.

Nirmala asked again. "Forgive us, Miss. That's all we brought for supplies. If we knew Miss needed a lot of water, we would certainly have brought more water," answered another guard. “I can't stay away from the water. If it takes too long, I could die. Do we still have a long way to go, sir?” Nirmala asked again, looking back. Waiting for the guard who had said goodbye to defecate. She couldn't wait any longer. She must find more water or she will turn into a water creature.

She wanted to stop, but for some reason, she kept on walking toward the tiny speck of light far away in the distance. Her throat felt dry and rough, burning with extreme thirst. Water. She needed water. Maybe she could drink when she reached the end of the tunnel, so she kept walking and walking. Water. The thought of water relieving her parched throat kept her going. She didn't know. She just wanted water. Almost there. Just like that... Her consciousness was gradually stripped away, swallowed bit by the darkness...

Elara immediately ended her call. Both she and Victor stood up to welcome them. They all took their seats. The men looked like experienced businessmen sharp eyes, stern expressions, and an air of authority. Elara stepped forward confidently. “Thank you for coming,” she said politely. They nodded slightly. “I wanted to present this project to you personally,” she continued. She opened the files and displayed the documents. “We are planning to build water boreholes in several rural communities. I recently saw reports showing how many people struggle just to access clean water. Some of them walk miles every day for something as basic as water.”

Ava was in her room, reading up on her laptop of loads of information on Spirit Walkers. There was nothing new from what she had learned from the night before. She was growing frustrated with the lack of knowledge that she felt that she should know. It was not the only thing that was bothering her, but also her friend, Dustin. She felt lost when it came to him. She pushed herself out of her desk, “I think, I should take a walk.”