Week 10; Simile

It was dark, quite 6 o’clock in the morning when I took the bus. I was so exhausted that my walks looked like those of prisoners. The door of the bus opened, and the air was so lukewarm and arid like dry sand, making me feel even more miserable. Then, out of nowhere, I felt a shimmering sunshine falling on me like a cascade, which shined like a tiny gem. Then I regained my will; it was like a reincarnation.

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