Writing - Describing Random People Writing - Describing Random People I've decided to practice so I typed in Google Picture Search word "people". Why did I do this? Well, I planned to find a random photo, which could help me to use all of my tiny vocabulary and imagination ^. . .^" After a few minutes of scrolling, I noticed an unusual photo of old woman, then I clicked on the link below the picture. Article headline was "The people of the Mentawai Islands by Joey Lawrence". Thank you, Author and photographer. Let's my story begin! (Any resemblance to real people and events are accidental). I'll never forget the first time I met her. I was walking in the forest when it suddenly occured to me that I was lost. I recall that I started to feel panic as I'd realised I couldn't see my group around! I screamed to call someone but I heard only silence and my crazy heartbeating. I noticed there were no sounds around me. Animal's and bird's noise was dissapeared. It had warned me so I decided to be more careful but it couldn't help. I fall in the huge hole in the ground. The reason why I couldn't move out of this trap was wound in my hip. This situation was so ridiculous and hopelessness that I began hysterical yelling and crying. It lasted for a wile untill I noticed someone near my trap. First of all, I saw deeply dark eyes, which belonged to tall lean old woman. She had got an oval face with well-marked cheekbones and several moles near her nose. Her long wavy ashy hair was in a tale behind. It's colour contrasted with tanned wrinkled skin. She weared a brown skirt and green leaves on her soles. Also, woman weared some kind of jewelries and colourful ropes on the neck. When I was looking at her she stretched out in front of me a huge branch so I could grabbed it and woman harshly pulled me out of the hole. Her name was Shakti. She was heeling my wounded hip for a few days. I explored her shelter and life in this time. Shakti was really considerate kind-hearted wise person. She called herself a shaman. This forest was under her protection. They were living in a harmony untill crowds of tourists came here. I felt shame because I was one of them. I tried to apologise but Shakti only smiled mercifully. I feel fortunate to have met her. This meeting completely change my mind and my life. I hope that one day I'll see her again and I would be more grateful, free person.