Date: 9/12/2023
By lauriemae
I was with friends and family in some desert in another country where war was going on. We were staying in a little house in the middle of nowhere. When we were in town, we saw military trucks driving with big guns. When we were at the little house, everyone wanted to go ride 4 wheelers in the dunes. I stayed back because I was too afraid of the guys with guns. I didn't know if they were rebels who might kidnap or kill us or if they were good guys, so I didn't want to chance it. Every so often, one or more of our group would check in. At one check-in, they told me one of our party Was lost, and they were going to look for him. He was finally found later that .ight amd he was OK. I know there was more, but that's about all I remember.