LOST DIARY episode 1
Day 1 September 24,2004
I'm Oliver,and i've decided to write this diary because if i get rescued i want everybody to know what happened here,today we crasched on this island and i'm so lucky,i'm telling this because i didn't get hurt and everybody seems to be ok,apart one man who is really injured,i forgot to introduce myself,i'm Oliver Jensen,i'm 16 years old and i live in Los Angeles(maybe i should say i lived)i have brown hair and brown eyes,i'm tall and athletic,i'm shy but testard and i play
basketball and i was in Australia because i had a chance to join a popular high school team but i decided not to do that,i'm all alone here,i was with my brother on the plabe,but i can't find him,i don't wanna think he's dead.
When i first woke up in the jungle this morning i was like,oh my god what happened,i was afraid,and i felt something i've never felt,some kind of strange felling like something was changing,like i was where i have to be,then i felt like i couldn't move,then a strange and nice girl came to help me,she said:i'm Kate everything's gonna be allright,when i first saw her i thought she was one of the best thing i've ever seen!then she told me that our plane crasched.when she gave me her hand i understood she was good and i could trust her even if something in my head kept telling me she was afraid not for the crash but about something else.When i got out from the jungle and i saw the beach with the pieces of the plane and all the people screaming everywhere i realized what is a tragedy,i could see the sadness in the people's eyes then i thought where's Dan?where's my brother and without saying a word i began to run,run and run,Kate was trying to stop me but she couldn't then i only remember it all turned black and i felt asleep.
I woke up like three hours later everything looked diffrent like everything passed and i felt safe even if only one minute later a strange doctor came to tell me that i was ok i asked him about my brother and he told me that we're 46,i can't get up right now,i feel like a giant car crashed on me but tomorrow i wanna go searching my brother,and i'm gonna do that!
Like 20 minutes ago a nice girl came here asking me how i was,she's really nice,che told me she's Amy i think she's 16 or something like that,if i wasn't here probably i'd ask her to hang out,i don't know what's happening but i found a pen and i had to write because i can't talk to anybody what i'm felling right now is something diffrent,amazing this island this nature,it's like it was calling me,it's like it wants me to be here,i'm worried,i'm afraid,nobody came to rescue us but why this doesn't worry me?am i crazy?or this whole thing is just so unreal that it makes you think you're crazy?
Today i'm not lost like i was before,today for the very first time i feel like i found something,
something really special.
Now i'm going to sleep,i'll write again tomorrow .