I looked up at the sky and saw it was getting dark. "We may as well go to sleep and then try building shelters and finding food tomorrow morning," I said as I lay down on the ground. "It's too dark to do anything now and we should also stay by the fire. We don't know what is on this island."

I sighed. "True, true. Well, I already rested when I passed out earlier so I'll stand guard. The rest of you seem like you could use a good night of sleep." I said, picking up a stick and sharp piece of flint. "Let me just...there." I held out my new weapon. "This spear will fend off anything that comes close. I hope."

Eiko sighed as she watched the others slowly drift into sleep. She leaned up against a tree and looked up into the sky, her mind unconsciously sought out the constellations in the sky. She tried to close her eyes, but couldn't force it. She was extremely tired due to the day she had, but, as always, sleep wouldn't come for a long time.

"Damn, stupid insomnia..." she sat up and watched the waves crash on the beach, pulling her knees up to her chest. In the sand, she started to draw little pictures in the sand.

I continued to pace the stretch of beach the fire lit. I saw one of the survivors sitting on the beach, trailing her finger in the sand. I walked over and stuck my spear down into the sand. "Can't sleep? I don't think I could even if I was tired. This whole shipwreck thing would leave me awake for hours. And then what good would I be? I'm assuming we don't have coffee here."

Eiko laughed at his comment, an true, laugh, not a fake one. It felt good to laugh after all that had happened the day before.

She then sighed and layed down on the sand and starred up into the stars. "It's hard to believe something like that could happen. I mean, one day your boarding a cruise for a school trip, and the next your stranded on a desert island. Life is cruel that way, huh?"

I woke up the next morning, my body stiff and sore from lying on the hard ground. Winching I slowly sat up and then stretched out my muscles. What I wouldn't give for a hot bath to ease the soreness? I knew that was wishful thinking though. Who knew how long we would be here? Maybe we would be stuck on the island forever. Though I think I'd rather be stranded for the rest of my life then go back to my parents who don't care about me. I looked around and saw Eiko and Mark and saw they had fallen asleep. Looking around I saw everyone else was asleep as well. Slowly getting to my feet I took a few steps and decided we needed food. So I set off into the jungle. Maybe I could climb a tree or a hill and see the layout of the island. That would be useful in determining where to build shelter and if there was any fresh water here.

"Pretty much. At least...I think." I sighed. "Honestly, remembering that would be great right about now. I mean, you have memories you can hang on to but I don't. It seems harder to me but I don't really know that. Well, you can remember who you lost right? I can't even do that. Except for this anyway." I said as I opened my watch to show her the photo. "I don't know who they are but I feel they are important...in some way, to me."

I walked back to the dwindling fire where everyone lay asleep. I saw one of the dark-haired ones was starting to wake. He got up quickly, rubbed his shoulders, and went walking into the wilderness. Hey, people want to take walks sometimes so I let him go. "Alright ladies time to wake up." I said loudly, easily waking up the others. "I brought breakfast." I dropped a load of coconuts and crabs I had gathered during the night. "Enjoy, it'll be our diet for the next god knows how many days." Half of them groaned and several muttered "Five more minutes." under their breath as they struggled to open their eyes. Swinging my spear in a show-offy manner I walked off. "I'll be scouring the beach if any of you need me. Oh! By the way, a box drifted up on the beach." That got them awake fast.

Looking at the watch, she smiled slightly. "She's pretty." Resting her head on her knees, she watched the moon rest on the ocean. "Hey, think of it this way. If you can't remember, you can tell yourself that you didn't lose her. How do you know she was even on the cruise for you? See, there's something for you to hang on to. The fact that she might be alive and waiting for you somewhere." She rested her head on the ground, using her jacket as a pillow and finally able to close her eyes without force.

(Timeskip to next morning)

Eiko woke up the the blinding sun hitting her face, surprised she got any sleep at all. She groaned, turning on her side and covering her eyes with her arms. She sound of a bag being dropped woke her up, feeling her stomach growl, she picked up a coconut. The bitter taste it her tongue, and she scrunched up her nose.

"There has to be something better" she mumbled, grabbing her jacket and pocket knife. She saw Mark walking off with his spear, the others were off to examine the box (which in all honesty, was a little afraid to go near) and Pike was no where in sight.

Sighing, she got up and started walking out deeper into the island, wanting to see if she could find any supplies needed.

The day had started out like any other on the ship. Saria had woken before the sun was up, along with the other staff, to get her breakfast before the days work was to begin. As usual she kept quiet during the meal, despite her friendly co-workers chatting around her. Except when they spoke directly to her, the young woman was happy enough to remain almost invisible.

After breakfast it was on to work. She had 30 rooms to clean and, while some guests were rather neat, there were some rooms left so filthy that it made Saria question weather they wanted it cleaned at all. Maybe they liked living in trash...?

It was getting close to that wonderful time of day when Saria would be able to put her feet up and relax when the ship jerked. As a member of the crew, it was her responsibility to report to her supervisor, who instantly tasked the young woman, among others, to start evacuating and handing out life vests. As a result, she was one of the last off of the ship. Amid all of the screaming and chaos, time seemed to slow down around her. The house keeper took a deep breath, then jumped. Plunged into icy cold water, a terrified Saria swam for her life. Suddenly, something struck her head from behind, knocking the young woman out and letting her limp, body drift away to be washed up on an unknown shore.

The first thing Saria notice when she woke was the horrible pain in her head. The second, was that she was alive at all. The could water lapping at her feet, the warm sun and sand... she was alive. Saria sat up and looked around slowly, only to sit there motionless for several minuets after as she pondered everything that had happened. It was the sound of faint voices that finally drew her attention away from the twisting sea. She wasn't alone.

Saria stood gingerly and made a vain attempt to dust some of the sand from her ruined uniform before making her way to the tree line. Slowly the young woman tipped toed to the tree line, but as soon as other figures became visible in the distance, she hid behind a tree to watch from afar. She would have to go to meet them eventually... but she hadn't the nerve just yet. It seemed no mater where she was, Saria was just no good at being social. At work it was easy, she knew what her employer and customers wanted and expected her to say and do... but general socialization? Eep.

I was the first to notice the new person to was up on the shore. While everyone was marveling at the nailed up box I was going to get open later I noticed a shape wash up about a hundred feet down the shore. I held my hand up to my eyes to shade them from the sun and get a better look on what it was. It was a person! "Guys!" I called over to them. "Look!" I pointed over at whoever it was. I shimmied down the palm tree I was nested in and took off through the sand. I didn't see the root that snaked through the ground and landed face-first into the hot sand. I pulled my face out of it, spitting the grit out of my mouth, and looked up at where they washed up. Whoever they were, they were gone. Was it just a figment of my imagination? I shook my head and walked back to the crowd. They seemed ready to welcome a new survivor but seemed disappointed when I came back. "I must be hallucinating. The amnesia, you know." They seemed to understand and walked back to the camp. All but Eiko. "I saw them too." she said before turning to follow them. So where did they go?

While walking around the ocean when I saw a girl watching us from behind a tree. I watched her for a few seconds, but all she did was stand there. She heard Mark yell for us to look, but everyone ran off before everyone could see her. Mark was standing there looking confused. He said is was amnesia, but that wasn't true.

"I saw them too" I said, looking in the direction of girl. I wanted to go after her, but didn't want to go out into the jungle alone. I turned to Mark and grabbed his hand. "Come on, let's follow her" She said, dragging Mark behind her as she ran after the girl.

"Wha-? You've found them? Where?" I asked as I freed my collar from Eiko's steel vice of a grip. "Look here's a footprint. They went into the jungle? Well I hope they didn't go too far, or they may not find their way out. Oh and the dark-haired one went into there himself. I sure hope he knows where he went, because none of us have mapped out any of this. Agh, I'm getting sidetracked. Let's go!" I said as I grabbed my spear.

I found some coconuts lying at the foot of a tree and gathered them up into my arms. Then I turned around and began making my way back to the beach when someone came crashing through the jungle and ran into me, making me fall and drop my coconuts at the same time. "Hey!" I shouted at the person. I gathered up my coconuts and looked at her. "You shouldn't be running off into the jungle like this," I said. "Haven't had a chance to map out the island yet. You a new survivor?"

I heard a shout come from deeper into the jungle. It seemed like a male voice but from the distance we were I couldn't tell. I pulled myself up a tree. "Wait here." I told Eiko. "I'm going to get a bird's eye view." I popped my head above the palm fronds and scanned the dense vegetation. This was one big island that's for sure. I couldn't even see the other side! It seems the beach we were stranded on was the west side of the island because the sun was in front of me. Slightly to the left, I guess it would be northeast, a mountain rose up from the middle of the jungle with trees growing up it. I couldn't see any distinct movements or colors other than green out in the jungle so I climbed back down. "I found nothing." I told her.

She held up a finger to quiet me before peering into the dark jungle. "I heard something else. It was this way." she said as she pointed deeper in. "Let's go."

I grunted, "Right." We took off into the damp brush. I could feel my arms and legs getting cut up by the terrain and plants. I stumbled over a rock that jutted out of the ground. I fell down into mud puddle. I spat out mud. "Ugh, I'm not used to this type of terrain.

We were reaching a clearing as I could see some light slowly getting brighter ahead of us. The survivor that had left earlier in the morning was standing with the person I saw wash up on the beach. "Is everything alright? We heard shouting."

I watched Mark climb up the tree to get a better view on the island. I sigheed and leaned up against the tree he had just climbed up, woundering for a second if we'd be able to make it off this island, or when a resque would come.

"I suppose we could make a boat, or even wings like in that greek story, Icurus and Deadulus." I smiled at the thought, remembering the story from history class. "Ah, but we all know how well that worked out" I chuckled slightly, but my smile faded as I heard the sound of a twig snapping, then the the muffled voices of somone talking. At that momment Mark slid down the tree, saying he found nothing, but I put up my finger to quiet him.

"I heard something else. It was this way" We ran off deeper into the jungle. I often went exploring with my friend in the forest, so I had a little experiance. Key word: a little. I heard Mark fall into a mud puddle. I couldn't help but giggle slightly as i put out my hand to help him up.

"I'm not used to this kind of terrain" he said, and I smiled at him as to say "Its okay".

We reached the clearing when we saw two survivors, the one with the long dark hair (I belive his name was Pike) and the other girl whose name i did not know. Mark explained that we heard them and came to see what was wrong. I smiled at the girl, who looked really scared and shy.

I followed behind Eiko, still brushing mud off myself. The dark-haired one was talking to the new survivor and Eiko was getting into their conversation as well. "Hi, my name is Mark. What's yours?" I asked her as I heard a snap of a branch to our left. "Perhaps we should continue this back at camp." I said nervously. "We should go. Now." We began to run back the way we came. I was leading us only by the footprints I could see in the dimly lit jungle. Whatever was moving in the brush, it wasn't planning on following us. Yet. We came back to the beach and I gave a sigh of relief, sinking down into the sand. I ran my fingers through my unkempt hair and reclined back in the sand. It was warm for this early in the morning.

The box was still where we left it, the tide had gone out and left it in dry sand. I don't think it'll be washing back out any time soon, but we need to get it higher up so it won't get washed out to sea. It may contain something important. Now if only we had something to open it...

I glanced up from where I was lying. The rest had already gone. They must have gone to the camp zone. Well, time to get to work. I got up and headed over to where our smoldering campfire was. The place was empty so they must have gone to get food. Maybe it'll be nice to surprise them with some shelters. Or maybe a shelter? I took a small stick from the fire that only had the tip of it charred. I grabbed a few palm fronds from the trees around me and wove together the individual fronds into a quilt pattern. Homemade paper, alright. I took my stick and began to sketch out a small design. The walls will be made of wood to keep out predators and a tightly woven palm frond roof will keep out any rain. Now how will I cut down trees. I'm going to need an axe.

That piece of flint I had previously used was too small to cut down one of these big trees. I've gotta find a bigger piece. I searched through the underbrush around the clearing but found nothing big enough to satisfy my needs, except on the west side. A large boulder jutted out of the ground making a nice place to sit and think, or with the right materials, will make a nice bed. We won't miss a little shard right? I took a log and wedge shaped rock, that wasn't sharp, and found a small divot in the boulder. I placed my stone in the small crack and swung my log above my head. I brought it down onto my wedge and drove it down into the boulder. A chunk came off of it with a crack and landed on the ground. I walked back to where we sat last night and got to work on smoothing out the jagged side of the axe head. Once I finished that up I grabbed a length of small vine and began to skin the bark off of it. I acquired a perfect sized stick from the edge of the clearing and began to wrap the axe head onto the stick. Once I put in the last knot I gave it a test swing. It held. Okay, time to cut down some trees.

I had managed to keep a hold on the coconuts I had found when we began running from whatever noise was in the jungle. Dropping the coconuts on the ground, I took a couple with me back to my spot and sat down to calm my nerves before I decided to do anything else. I could see that mapping the island was going to be tricky without weapons.

I watched as Mark went into the woods to cut trees for shelter. Everyone else was off doing there own thing, weather it was collecting food, mapping out area's or working on shelters. I knew I had to do something too, but I wasn't feeling like truly doing anything, as I probably got a total of three hours sleep last night. I took off my jacket, throwing it a few feet to the side, I walked over to the end of the beach, then taking my shoes off, I step into the water.

Swimming has always been something I enjoyed. To most people, after the boat sank and we had to swim for our lives, swimming would be the last thing on there minds. But to me, it's a way of saying "Your life was saved by swimming, so obviously, swimming is an important fact in your life!" I stayed in a shallow little cove as I laid on my back and floated on my back, watching the clouds fly though the sky as the wind picked up. The wind caused the water to ripple, as I floated up and down.

The warm sun felt nice on my skin. The water was cool and relaxing. For a minute I forgot we were on an island, and started waiting for my sister to sneak up and dunk me in the water, or Jace to grab my leg and try to recreate that cheesy scene from Jaws. But when I opened my eyes again, in was back on the island.

"I wonder if we'll ever make it off this island?" I thoughts as a cool wave splashed over my face.

After walking up Alex started exploring on the island, he walked along most of the small island. Taking everything slowl since everything hurt. He gets back to there somewhat of a camp

"I'd rather be stranded here forever then go back to my family," I say to the air. "We may be stuck here forever or we may be here for months or years before we're rescued."

My hands were raw and I hadn't even gotten halfway through my first tree. It's time to try something else. I walked back to the clearing and collapsed on the soft ground. 'What can I use to keep out rain?' I wondered. I looked to my right and saw my blueprint rested on one of the logs. That's it!

"I'm falling...Why?...hey, they're waving to me. Are they saying goodbye? Why?" I ponder so many things as I fall down towards the cold waters below. Closer and closer I'm getting towards the water, colder and colder it's getting as I feel the wind on my arms, legs and body, till finally Splash! I go under, water stinging my eyes...or maybe those are tears...and entering my mouth, nearly choking me as I struggle to get a grip on my breath. I'm drowning.

"I don't want to die..." I think as I'm sinking further and further down along with the rest of the ship. "And I'm not going to" getting a grip on myself, I thrust my arms out, kicking my legs back and forth and using all the strength I can muster to swim up. I break the surface, just in time to see the entire ship submerged in water, sinking down to the lowest depths of the ocean along with all the people who were abandoned on board

"No!" I screamed, splashing around in the shallow cove as I woke up suddenly. Looking around, I realized I was still in the shallow cove I had been swimming in, but had fallen asleep.

Walking up to the shore, I sat by a large rock and pulled my knees up to my chest, trying to rid myself of that terrible memory that seemed like ages ago.

"So many people drowned..." I though, as I closed my eyes and fought off the urge to cry.

I was preparing my new idea for our shelters when I heard sobbing coming from the cove. I waded through the brush until I came out into the opening where the shore was. Eiko was sitting on a rock clearly unhappy. I gave a sigh of unhappiness and joined her on the rock. "It's hard...isn't it? Knowing that your loved ones could either be happily back at home or hundreds of feet beneath the sea." I gave a large exhale. "Morale is always low the first days in...i-in...movies! Yeah, movies! Hey I remembered something! My memory must be coming back!" I got up, tugging Eiko up as well. I picked her up and spun her around. Suddenly my cheeks got red and I set her down. "Sorry." I said. "This is just an excitement I'm not sure I can control. Well I should be heading back to building. Don't come peeking until I'm done!" I said as I headed back through the jungle. I smacked myself in the forehead. "What's wrong with me?!"