write an autobiography of a pond now turned dry.
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Hey there! I am a pond. A pond of a rural and unknown area and presently dry and ugly. But wait ,I was not always ugly. I was a flourishing , wide and pretty pond. I remember my old days when my friends such as frogs, turtles, some of the fishes , lotuses, water lilies and etc. lived together happily . People would take water from my body for various purposes. I didn't like rains as they some time overflowed me and sometimes washed my friends away . Life was getting good until some changed appeared. Due to global warming and intense warmth the other ponds and rivers were drying up. soon people used my water for washing clothes, utensils as well as bathing as well as drinking. So much dirt covered me day by day . My friends left me one by one. I was happy to see the sky going black as it was of rain. Now it seems that rain was my very old and honest friend and I needed her the most now. But she also turned out. I was happy that I was flourishing again and now the old dirty skin of mine will be washed away. So it did. Again, people started using me but only for drinking as the other water sources were also flourished. I was recovering from my state and imagining things will be okay only when tragedy hit again and this time the worst. Soon summer came and I was there only to find out that I was drying up . Until that day, my health started detoriating and soon I got my present form, my skin of water all dried up. Now I am useless, some people now want to build a hospital on my dried land . I am only for few days. Goodbye!