F3 - Camp - Jamie's Shelter - Day 5-7

[Hollywood Heidi]

Jamie's Shelter

Location found in box F3 below:

Each box is 3 miles by 3 miles. It takes an hour to walk 3 miles. But also keep in mind that hiking (like that really steep hill to get to higher ground) will take a heck of a lot longer and that if you're running (like from some jungle thing), that you'll get somewhere faster.

[Jamie Ryan]

***ENTER JAMIE FROM FUSELAGE & SURROUNDING AREA***

Jamie entered her tent, letting her bag drop to the floor, and made sure that the flap shut behind her. She dropped, cross-legged to the ground, flipped open the notebook, and picked up her pen. Before she began to write again, Jamie reread what she’d already written.

I’m so tired of being here…only after five days. You would think that you would always love the beach atmosphere…but all it’s done is dry and fry my skin to a crisp. It itches so bad. Well, I had my first encounter/conversation with another survivor today. It was with a girl named Shannon. She seems pretty nice; gave me some magazines.

She nodded and began to add to it.

I’m so tired. I wish that I could sleep at night. But every time I close my eyes, I used to see the crash replay as a dream (luckily, that’s gone). Now, it’s just Seth. All my memories of him; my first day at their house, the first time I met him, my 16th birthday, the year after, the night before they took me back, all the times he was there for me, Australia. I hope he’s alright…who am I kidding? Now, I’m probably alone in the world since Shane’s abandoned me for Alice’s little scheme. The tail isn’t on the beach…neither was the cockpit…no one survived that either. If there is a heaven…maybe he’s happy there. I wish Seth was here so much. I wouldn’t have been so secluded…and alone. I would have had Seth. I guess this shows how much…I miss him. If Seth ever gets the chance to read this…especially if I die…well, I guess what I want him to know is this:

Seth, I love you more than anything. You were always there for me. It meant the world to me and you were…are my world. Everyday, I pray that you’re alive…even though I know it’s probably false hope. I miss you so much…you’re always on my mind.

Jamie’s pen paused and was laid down on the notebook. Her hand flew to her face, wiping away the tears, hoping that no one was watching her from some unseen place. Jamie glanced at the paper and cursed quietly. The page was stained with tear drops; they covered the page, blurring only a few letters. She knew she was tearing up around the time she began to write about her memories of Seth; after that, she could only figure a few had fallen on the page, their number increasing into a small flood. Quickly, Jamie picked up her pen, scribbled “I will always love you, Jamie”, placed the pen in her backpack, slammed the notebook shut, and threw it in as well. Jamie slowly laid her head on her bag, allowing it to be her pillow, and stared at the side of her tent. For a moment, the tears continued to come. After a few minutes, Jamie had fallen asleep…possibly cried herself into her first sleep since the crash.

[Jamie Ryan]

Jamie began to come out of her sleep, but kept her eyes closed. She was praying she'd wake up and not be on an island; wake up and not be in the family she was; wake up and be in Australia with Seth. Just the two of them. Cautiously, Jamie opened her eyes; to her dismay, she was still on an island. She shook her head, frustrated, and sat up; she opened a pocket of her messenger bag, that had served as her pillow, and pulled out a pair of black chopsticks, with blue flowers as the design on one end. Jamie pulled her hair up, secured it with a hair tie, and placed the chopsticks in. She stood up and left her tent.

****EXIT JAMIE TO FUSELAGE & SURROUNDING AREA****

[Hollywood Heidi]

DAY 5 ENDS, SEVERAL HOURS HAVE GONE BY, DAY 6 BEGINS

[Jamie Ryan]

Jamie woke up to light streaming through the tent. She didn't exactly embrace it that day. She simply got up, pulled on a pair of jeans, tennis shoes, and a green tank top. She debated over a lightweight white hoodie, but she decided against it. She pulled her hair back into a bun, sighed, and left her tent.

***EXIT JAMIE TO FUSELAGE***

[Hollywood Heidi]

DAY 6 ENDS, SEVERAL HOURS HAVE GONE BY, DAY 7 BEGINS