New Day
The next morning, I awoke to Christopher crying. Jack was out like a light---didn't even stir. I gathered Christopher in my arms, fed him, burped him, changed him, bathed him, and played with him. I smiled as I watched the energy slowly drain from him, and he went back to sleep. It was adorable watching him come down.
I grabbed one of the blankets, wrapped it around me, and stepped outside. I instantly noticed a change in the air. The sky had a purplish tint to it, and things looked.....strange. It was sort of hazy outside....eerie.... I walked to the water's edge and stood there. The wind was rougher----it snatched and jerked at my blanket. The water was choppy and looked almost black. I rubbed my eyes, expecting things to change. "Strange," I muttered, slowly stepping away from the water. I had an eerie feeling....
I went back to my hut, gathered my bag and knife. I asked Melanie to keep an ear out for Christopher.
She grumbled, but settled outside my hut with a book. She was rough around the edges, but overall a good girl.
It took a good hour or so, but I managed to gather mangos, bananas, a couple of coconuts, and strawberries from Robin's and mine secret spot. I borrowed her bucket, filled it at the falls, and went back to my hut. I just hoped she returned soon!
Melanie and I parted ways, and I went inside---focusing on scrubbing and slicing the fruit for Jack's breakfast. I used the plank of wood as a makeshift plate---arranging the fruit on it.
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 charlie_is_lost
2005-04-14 10:07
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Liam and I were on stage, just finishing the last song on the last stop of our tour. The fans were screaming and pounding on the chairs, demanding more...
I woke up to the screaming and pounding. What the bloody hell was that? I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and I realized that people were at my door. I pulled my jeans over my boxers but thought it was a waste of time to put on my shirt. Thinking something horrible had happened, I opened the door. Girls. The younger ones. The youngest one looked about seventeen. I scratched my head as they all fell silent.
'Uh, why the commotion?'
I screamed as several of the girls jumped me and pulled me out of the hut. They were screaming 'I get him first!' 'Hey, I was here first!' 'Shove off, bitch!' 'The man's got enough for all of us, just line up.'
After several minutes of struggling, I finally got out of their grasp.
'What the bloody hell is going on?' I asked angrily, running my fingers through my hair. The girls went silent. 'Well?'
One pointed to the sign on my hut. I turned and tried so hard not to laugh, or even grin. Charlie's Sperm Donation: All Welcome. I shooed them off and took the sign down. As soon as I got into my hut, I laughed long and hard. Was this Boone's payback?
I headed over to Boone's hut and pounded on his door, putting my best angry face on. 'Wake up, you girly-man. I need to have a word with you.'(Reply to this) (Thread) |
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erin_is_lost
2005-04-14 12:40
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I was relieved when it was finally light enough to start the day. The dream was over, done, I sighed and got up, prepared to start the day. I emerged from the hut, only a few people were around, it was still quite early. I looked out at the beach, and noticed the water was dark, like a cloud was passing over, but it wasn't a cloud.
I wandered to the shore to better see. The waves lapped up, attacking my ankles. I looked out in the direction that my dream held. The sky was a violent purple-grey, a squall maybe. I wasn't into nautical crap, I shrugged.
There was a small black spot way off in the distance. (Reply to this) (Thread) |
| Charlie's Escapade
charlie_is_lost
2005-04-14 21:53
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After I walked away from Claire, she followed me. At that moment, I didn't want to talk to her. I didn't want her to see my face. At my hut, I found the note Shannon left me. After reading it, I yelled and tore it up into bits, throwing them to the wind. Not bothering to put my guitar away, I dashed into the jungle, remembering the way to where Boone and Locke had been just days before. I needed a fix... and I needed it NOW. Nobody could stand in my way. After about an hour, I finally reached that small clearing. Boone and Locke did a terrific job burying them, but after careful observation, I saw the tiny graves.
And here I was, a grave robber, looking for that buried treasure. My release. I dug at the 'grave' closest to my feet. They had poured water on it, so it was hard digging. My fingers started bleeding, but I didn't care. I needed it. I sighed in relief when I saw the plastic bags. Hurriedly, I unearthed the two pouches. My hands trembled as I opened one, stuck my finger inside, and was released from this world for a time.
After a while of laughing to myself, I unearthed two more pouches and stuck the four in my shoes. Back to old habits again. This time, I knew how to hide it better than before. Someone would have to stalk me to find out I'm using again. I chuckled to myself as I headed back to my hut. I opened a water bottle and washed my hands off, the cuts finally starting to scab over. If someone asked, I'll say I was climbing a tree and slipped a bit. Yes. I slipped.
I sat down on my bed and leaned up against the wall. I sighed. In a way, I didn't want to begin using again, but I really needed the escape... and now that I had quite the supply just waiting, well, what could go wrong?
[I'm off for the night... -coughs- Charlie the Junkie's back and ready for action! XD](Reply to this) (Thread) |
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