She most probably wrote down the same story you did.

"When she saw us she began to run away. She wore a green full-length dress with a blue scarf around her hair. Her feet were bare.

The wind blew hard, the flying sand pelting my face even through my large goggles, little piles settling in the nooks and corners of the turret. It was a full-blown sand storm. I was jarred and tossed from side to side as we approached, our armored hmmwv bouncing heavily under the weight of its armor over the rutted surface of the road. A pall of sand rose hundreds of feet into the air. Neither the sun nor the horizon was visible."
Chapter: War

She most probably wrote down the same story you did.