I'm so sorry for all the many people that have read this story. I know I said I would continue it and I said that many years ago. I forgot about it for a while but I'm going to finish this story for those fans of it. You may notice a change in writing because I'm 17 years old now and I started the story when I was 14 years old. I have had this idea in my head since then and I had been thinking about if off and on. And recently I got some messages from fans of the story wanting to know what happens. Well here you go. Once again sorry but I hope you enjoy. :)
The stars never die away
The moon never sleeps
Even while many of us are
Living through our dreams
They say that are dreams are just our subconscious minds at work while we are asleep. Others say that the things that happen to us before our slumber affect our dream world. If this is true, then why is it that when we dream sometimes, we are able to control some or every action of our subconscious character? Why is it we are able to change the order of our dreams? These and many questions can only be put into two words: Lucid Dreams.
A lucid dream is a dream in which the sleeper is aware that he is dreaming. A lucid dreamer can actively participate in and manipulate imaginary experiences in the dream environment. Lucid dreams can seem extremely real and vivid, depending on a person's level of self-awareness during the lucid dream. - Wikipedia
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
And if I die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
The smell of the ocean air filled my nostrils as I rolled over in my sleeping bag. The heat of my sleeping bag was making me sweat like a pig roasting over a fire. The thought of pig at this time of the night gave me sickening feeling. What is the time anyway?
I reached around for my backpack and found it in the corner of the tent. I unzipped the zipper on the small pocket in the front and pulled out my digital watch. 3:15 was the time. Why am I up at this early in the morning? That was a good question. Wasn't it the strong stench of the ocean air? Or was it the sound of Daley's snoring? The last thing I remember before I woke up was the sound of Lex chanting a pray you say before you sleep. Or was that what he said last night before he went to sleep? This was too much thinking for me this early in the morning.
I pulled out of my oven of a sleeping bag and crawled across it to the flap of the tent. I unzipped it slowly, trying not to wake Taylor and Daley. I reached over and grabbed a flashlight from beside Daley's backpack and climbed out into the ocean air.
I felt the sand between my toes as I walked out towards the cooler. I opened it and removed a bottle of water from it. I took a sip of the water and felt the nice cool liquid rush down my dry throat like a waterfall. It was rather refreshing considering my throat has been very dry lately for some reason. Daley thinks it may be some side effects from my coma a week ago, but I doubt it. I was getting ready to turn around and head back to the tent when I heard a sound.
I looked towards the jungle trees as the sound came from that direction. The trees shook slowly in the wind. I knew that the wind wasn't what caused the noise though. When the trees stopped shaking, I could see a few trees moving as if some one was walking through them. I turned my flashlight on and walked slowly towards the jungle. Why was I doing this you ask? Well I assumed that it was just somebody from the camp using the latrine. Besides it was safer to check to see if somebody was sneaking up on the camp. I mean they could be harmful.
My flashlight illuminated against the trees, but I couldn't make out anybody. The trees still moved as if somebody was casually strolling through them. Whoever it was, kept walking past the clearing into the camp. This gave me the conclusion that the person wasn't from the camp. I felt my whole body go cold at the thought of an unknown person walking into our camp. What if the person came in here to kill us? Everybody but me is asleep and I don't really think I can fight off this person on my own. What if there is more then one? I don't even want to think of that.
Of course, it could always be Abby and the others coming back to the camp. I like that thought better. Then again, why would they be coming back late at night? Oh darn, here I go again thinking negative thoughts. Whatever is out there in that jungle is still here and standing here acting stupid isn't going make things better. Maybe I can scare away whatever it is.
I walked towards the fire pit and picked up a hunting knife. I started walking slowly towards the jungle, flashlight in one hand, knife in the other. Although I was armed, I couldn't help but shake in fear. You think I would not do what most horror movie victims do and walk towards the problem or in this case the unknown person in the jungle who could possibly be dangerous and be more armed then me. I moved closer and closer to the area where the thing stopped. My heart continued to race at an uneasy pace, the wind shook the trees as my body got a feeling of a numb sensation. I felt kind of faint as a stepped closer and closer to my destination. Why am I still walking towards a fate that could possibly be death? I was waiting for my flashlight to illuminate a face in the foliage of the jungle.
"There's nothing there," came the sound of a deep male voice. Now at first I was rather startled and did in fact jump. Well mostly because I thought the voice came from the unknown person lurking in the trees. Then I collected what the person said and realized it came from somebody at the camp. Was I correct? Well yes but I had to look around a bit to see where the voice came from.
Jackson was sitting in one of the airplane chairs we had salvaged from the airplane upon moving it up to the camp from the beach. He was carving a stick with a hunting knife, most likely to make into a spear. I turned my flashlight off as I realized it was unnecessary to have right now.
"Pardon," I asked politely to him. His eyes didn't look up at me and continued to focus on the stick. I figured that it was because he didn't want to accidently cut himself. I guess it doesn't really matter though because he's sitting in the dark using the knife anyway. If he doesn't cut himself from not paying attention then sitting in the dark will do it. But I suppose he is skilled at using a knife because I have never known him to injure himself or others with a knife.
"There is nobody hiding in the trees at the moment,"
"Strong wind then,"
"No, you're just hallucinating," he said, making it seem as if it was a normal thing. Then it dawned on me, how did he know I was hallucinating? Then, without me saying a word and some how knowing what I was thinking he replied to my thought. "You do this a lot now. It's been common for the past week. You don't remember it the next day. We all noticed the first couple nights that you would wake up the next day with dirt on the bottom of your feet and leaves and twigs in your hair. At first we were confused, but we decided to ignore it,"
"Why did you not ask me about it?" I asked, taking a seat in a near by airplane chair.
"Eric asked you the first morning after it happened. You sort of freaked out on him and told him you don't remember anything that happened that night. We all just decided not to ask you again. We didn't want you to freak out on us and figured you would give us the same answer. So we just ignored it, then it stopped for two nights. We thought it may have just been a phase you went through and were glad you were back to normal,"
He stopped talking, but continued to carve the stick. There was a short silence then he stabbed the stick into the ground and slid the knife back into its small pouch. He then leaned forward in his chair, clasping his hands together and looked up at me. His blue eyes met mine with a sad stare of worry and pain.
"What happened after that?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"On the third night…" He paused and starred at me for a few seconds before continuing. "…we heard you scream this horrifying scream in the night and checked to see if you were okay. Only you weren't in the tent. We found you in the jungle the next day after searching the whole night for you. After that one night, we all decided that one person will stay up and keep watch during the night to make sure you don't just get up and walk off," He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes.
"Where did you guys find me exactly?"
"We found you at the bottom of a cliff,"
"Do you remember where it is?"
"Where the cliff is? I believe I do. Why?"
"Because I want you to take me there tomorrow,"
Yes I was curious. Who wouldn't be if someone told them what Jackson just told me. I mean what he just told me was the strangest thing ever. I have never been known to sleep walk before. So the fact that I have been for the last week or two is kind of a surprise to me.
"I don't know Mel. There must be some reason you were at that cliff. I don't want you to go there and have something dangerous happen," And here is Jackson being the big protective friend.
"Come on Jackson. I was sleepwalking clearly. I probably just happened to sleep walk so far out into the jungle and came to that cliff. I doubt there is anything wrong with that cliff. It is just a cliff Jackson," I was hoping I would be able to convince him.
"If you think it's just a cliff, why do you want to visit it so badly?"
"Simply because I want to see how far out it is," Yeah it was a stupid reason to want to go see some cliff. I honestly didn't have a reason for wanting to go see the cliff or at least a reason I could tell Jackson. If I told him, he would say no.
"No offence but that is a stupid reason. Either way, I will take you to the cliff tomorrow," I smiled at him in the dark but he may have not seen it. He looked at his watch and then past me towards the horizon on the water. "I think you should try and go back to sleep. And don't worry; nothing is going to harm you. I'll make sure of that,"
I put the knife down beside the chair and then got up. I started walking towards the tent when I realized something. I turned around to Jackson who was starting to carve his stick again.
"Am I going to remember any of this tomorrow?" He sat there in silence, thinking I assume. I figured that he was thinking of some sly comment to make.
"I guess we will find out tomorrow. If you do then we are making some serious progress here,"
He smiled at me in the dark before saying goodnight. I went into the tent and dropped the flashlight beside the backpack. I crawled back into my sleeping bag which was cold now. The moment my head hit the pillow I was out like a light as the darkness over took me.
The next day, everybody sat around the fire for breakfast. While Taylor and Eric seemed to be in a heated conversation or more of Taylor talking and Eric listening while staring at her stupidly, Lex and Daley were discussing plans to build a better shelter and the possible materials they would need to build it. Nathan was sitting with Melissa and talking to her quietly. Jackson was asleep as he was up most of the night keeping watch.
"Are you okay Mel? Do you want anything to eat? We have fruit here and we will have fish at lunch time," Nathan said rather rushed.
"Nathan, I'm fine. Don't worry; you don't have to baby me. I can take care of myself you know," Nathan sighed and began to peel a banana.
"I know Mel, It's just we are all really worried about you. The others might not say it but I will because I want to look out for my best friend when she needs me. And you do need me,"
"I appreciate you helping me, but I really need to be dependent on myself if I want to get my strength back. Besides I don't want to get in anybody's way,"
"Trust me Mel, we honestly don't mind helping you out and you don't get in anybody's way. Maybe you should go lay down some more," Nathan gave Melissa a sincere smile and Melissa smiled back.
Eric and Taylor left, saying something about finding firewood and collecting water, while Daley went to go use the latrine, and Lex to sketch out designs for a shelter. Jackson came out of the boy's tent yawning in his camouflage cargo pants and black tee shirt. Melissa walked past him to the girl's tent. He reached out and grabbed her arm lightly and looked down at her face.
"You feeling better?" he asked kindly. Melissa looked up at him and smiled.
"Yeah, I'm feeling better. Nathan suggested I go rest some more so I figured I might do just that,"
"Alright, well if you need anything, just come and find me. Okay?" Melissa nodded at him. He released the light grip on her arm and she went into the tent. Jackson walked towards the fire pit and sat down on a log that was placed there. Nathan handed him some fruit which he took and smiled as a thank you. Nathan looked back at the girl's tent before turning back to Jackson to speak.
"I thought you might want to know that Melissa isn't eating. I offered her fruit earlier and she denied it saying she was fine. She's not fine Jackson, she keeps telling us that but we all know it isn't true," Nathan told him in an angry tone. Jackson took a bite of his mango and swallowed it before speaking.
"I'm aware of your worry Nathan. I feel as much worry as you do for Melissa. She just needs some time to sort things out and come to realization that it's all in her head,"
"But what if it's not all in her head Jackson. What if she's come down with some sort of island disease? Then what are we supposed to do? We can't afford to lose her,"
"Now you're talking about death? Nathan, Melissa is going to be fine. She just needs support and to hear that everything will be okay. She needs to know more of the truth,"
"More of the truth? Is there something I should know about?" Nathan's face instantly changed from worry to seriousness and a hint of frustration.
"I may have told her about what's happened for the past week or two,"
Nathan's expression turned to anger as he got to his feet and flung his arms in the air. He turned to Jackson with the same serious expression from earlier, his hands on his sides.
"How much did you tell her?"
"I told her about her walks during the night,"
"What about the cliff?"
"What about it?"
"What do you mean what about it?" Nathan forcefully sat down again. "Did you tell her about it or not?"
"I may have mentioned it to her. Not in detail if that's what you mean,"
"So you didn't tell her about the bloody fingers and the cliff side?"
"Of course I didn't tell her about that. I didn't want to scare the girl. And besides I figured I would consult you first before even thinking about telling her about it,"
"Just like you consulted with me before telling her anything,"
"Nathan she is going to find out eventually. So why not tell her about it piece by piece?"
"Because Jackson, there is obviously something strange about that cliff side for her to want to scrap away at it like a wild animal. I thought all of this ended when you two put those necklaces back where you found them?"
"And it did Nathan. She just needs to see that this cliff is nothing special and it is nothing but a wall full of granite and rock. Maybe then whatever is troubling her will go away," Jackson took a sip of a water bottle from the cooler. "I do believe that something is obviously troubling her and it is in fact in her head,"
"Out of the question. We are not taking her to that cliff,"
"I know that's why I'm taking her to a different cliff side. Once she realizes there is nothing special about the cliff. Then our problems will stop," Jackson got to his feet.
"What if they don't?"
"Well what if they do? All the many questions we have time to figure out while being stuck here,"
"All I can say is is that that must be some special cliff for her to want to scrap away at it with her bare hands," Jackson took a sip of his water and smirked at Nathan before going off into the jungle. Nathan just shook his head as he tended the fire.
My eyes fluttered open to the silence and the sight of the inside of the tent. All was quiet for some reason which I found strange. Usually you could hear the crashing of the waves or the wind rocking the trees back in forth. The odd time you would wake up to the sound of another person from camp speaking. Although, nothing could be heard!
I shifted my body to sit up and flattened out my messy hair. I crawled towards the tent flap and opened it. I crawled out onto the soft sand that carpeted the camp. I looked up and noticed that the camp was deserted. Normally I would find this to be normal but I also was taking into account the fact that I had gone completely deaf.
Then I heard it! The only sound I could possibly hear. It was soft and gentle but it was not the shaking of the trees or the crashing of the waves. It was something entirely different that I found myself drawn to. It then hit me that it was music being played. This music didn't sound like music being played over the loud speaker though or any type of modern day music. Which brought me to question where it was coming from?
I ran in the direction of the soft sound as leaves smacked against my body from crashing through them. I stopped to listen to where it was coming from and then began running some more. I was headed in a North West direction and the music began getting louder and louder as I approached the source of it. I reached a small clearing in the middle of the jungle. In the middle of the clearing was a small jewellery box. The music seemed to be a classical song that I seemed to recognize but the name of the piece I could not think of. I found it quiet peculiar to find a random musical jewellery box in the middle of the jungle. Was this some sort of trap? It seemed that way to me because you don't just randomly find jewellery boxes in the middle of the jungle playing music.
I approached the box with caution and stealth as to not attract any body near by. Although I did not get the feeling that I was being watched. I looked around to make sure there was no sort of net or pitfall around the box. I walked over to it and looked down in it. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My sight must be teasing me as I looked down upon the two familiar heart necklaces sitting neatly in the box. I reached down to touch the blue necklace.
The moment my finger tips made contact with the heart, a high pitched frequency screech filled my ears. It was a very painful noise and I thought my ear drums just might crumble to bits at the sound of it. I covered my ears and scrunched my face in pain. I then realized that the sound was inside my head and rattling my brain. The sound was unbearable and was the most horrific noise I have ever heard in my life. I gripped my head as hard as I could with out physically squeezing it enough to crush it. I could feel my nails digging into my flesh.
I was hoping the pain would go away but it wouldn't. I was forced down on my knees by my whole body going numb. A picture flashed before my eyes. My eyes were closed so I assume it was my brain that picked up the picture. It was of a wild pig on a dirt pathway. What the heck? Another picture flashed into my mind. A rockslide was occurring on a mountain side and a figure was lying at the bottom of the mountain side about to be crushed. What did the pig and mountain side have to do with each other? Who was the figure at the bottom of mountain? I fell down to the ground as what appeared to be the final flash came into my head as if it was appearing in front of me. It was a flash of an old ruined building that looked like a military building. It was in the middle of the jungle surrounded trees and there was a dirt path breaching out from the main door and fading into the grass.
There was flash of white light and I found myself lying on the jungle floor beside the jewellery box. I sat up and looked in the box, only to discover the necklaces replaced by a piece of paper with some sort of inscriptions on them. I was afraid to touch the paper in case I was to experience what ever just happened again. I picked up the paper with ease and without any ringing noises or flashes. I glanced down at the paper to find some sort of sketch of a wall with symbols on it. The sketch looked very familiar to me for some reason, but I cannot recall where I have seen it before. I slipped the paper into one of the pockets of my khaki shorts.
I got up, back on my feet and looked around my surroundings only to realize, I don't remember the way back to camp. I ran in a North West direction, which means if I run in a South East direction I should be able to pick up my bearings easily due to familiarity of something in the area such as the water well. I ran in the estimated direction as I felt leaves brush against my body.
After running for a few minutes I came across a familiar path and followed it back to camp. Not to my surprise that the camp was still deserted. I went into the girl's tent and lied down on my sleeping bag. Hoping I would be able to figure out what was happening with me.
"Come on Eric, we all need to help out around here," Taylor told Eric. She and Eric went into the jungle to get firewood and water. They were walking back when Eric started complaining to Taylor about his water job.
"Easy for you to say" Eric stated. "All you have to do is charge the batteries and then you can go about doing whatever you want,"
"Yeah but we all have jobs and I do my job without complaints at all,"
"Once again, your job is so easy to do. You try carrying jugs back and forth like a pack mule,"
"Have you considered asking Jackson for a different job?"
"What other job could I have? Somebody needs to lug the water back and forth and besides, the guy still scares me," Eric shivered as if he just pictured an angry Jackson.
"Jackson isn't as bad as you think. If you sit down and talk to you him you might find him to be interesting,"
"Wait," Eric said and stopped. Taylor stopped and turned around to look at him. "Do you like him?" Eric seemed to be very serious about this. There was a hint of hurt in his face.
"No," Taylor said seriously. Eric began walking beside Taylor again. "I'm in love with him," This threw Eric off as he immediately dropped the water jugs and formed his hands into fists that were so tight he was almost digging his nails into the skin.
"What?" Eric asked with such hatred, not even looking at Taylor.
"Kidding," Taylor realized though that the damage was already done and it was too soon for jokes. Eric looked generally hurt and slightly ticked off. "I wouldn't dare go for Jackson. He and Melissa have had something going on since we crashed. Although I wouldn't have had a problem with stealing some girl's boy in the past, I know that Melissa truly cares about Jackson and Jackson doesn't even bother to look at me or Daley which is safe to say he cares about her too," Taylor gave Eric a sincere smile as to apologize and reassure him he has nothing to worry about.
"You better be telling the truth," Eric said coldly as he released the grip in his fists and picked up the water jugs. He began walking ahead of Taylor very fast and in an angry fashion. Taylor sighed and continued walking slowly behind, giving him space and time to cool down.
Nathan continued to tend the fire for Melissa as she rested. Daley came out of the plane and smiled at Nathan. He gave a goofy smile back as she took a seat on a log beside him. She moved a strand of her curly red hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear.
"So um," Daley started. Nathan turned and looked at her, his curls bouncing as he turned. "Lex's designs for the shelter are coming along great. He just showed me one of them. And he told me that he may be able to get the sound system working again. So then we will be able to play music while we work. Isn't that great Nathan?" Daley flashed him a big smile and seemed generally excited about this. Nathan wondered why she was so nervous to tell him about it though. It wasn't like she was telling him something horrible that might upset him. Nathan smiled back at Daley.
"That's wonderful Day. I'm sure everybody will be happy to hear that. It's been really boring around here lately with all the tension and silence. I mean don't get me wrong I do enjoy the sound of the ocean and trees, but we do need something to bring up everyone's spirits again,"
"Wow Nathan, you seem just as excited about this as I am. I never really thought about it that way. I was just excited about it because it's the closest thing we have to home, you know?"
"Yeah I know," They both continued to smile at each other, not noticing Eric come stomping in carrying the two water jugs. They didn't notice him until he dropped the water jugs rather angrily and picked up an empty pair.
"Hey Eric, Lex said he might be able to fix the sound system so we can listen to music again. Isn't that great?" Nathan asked happily, not noticing Eric's angry attitude.
"Oh yeah, it's just awesome," Eric said sarcastically. Daley's smile faded from her face noticing Eric's angry behaviour.
"What's got you all fired up?" Nathan asked jokingly. Eric looked at Nathan with such malice in his eyes. Nathan noticed this and his smile faded just as Daley's did.
"It's none of your bees wax. And even if there were something wrong, what makes you think you two would be the first I would tell?" Eric snorted and walked away shaking his head, nearly bumping into a passing by Taylor.
Taylor came in and dropped the fire wood in a heap beside the fire for later use. She looked generally distressed about something as she sighed and flipped her hair out of her face. Before Nathan or Daley could ask what's wrong with Eric and her, Taylor spoke.
"I'm going to go and tan, if that's okay with you two," Taylor didn't seem to be asking permission, but rather telling them. Nathan just nodded as Daley told Taylor 'sure'. Taylor walked away towards the beach as Jackson came out from the jungle. Daley and Nathan just sat motionless, as if they were both trying to process what just happened. Jackson walked over and stood in front of the both of them.
"So I just passed by Eric," Jackson told them pointing his thumb behind him in the direction Eric went in. "He seemed a bit peeved off. Did something happen?" Daley broke her trance and looked up at Jackson who seemed to be staring down at the two with confusion.
"Wouldn't we all like to know," Daley told him as Nathan broke his train of thought too at the sound of Daley's voice.
"So you're not sure what happened then?" Jackson asked, crossing his arms. "I thought maybe he and you two got into some sort of fight or something because he walked past me muttering the word 'stupid' and both of your names,"
"Honestly Jackson," Daley started. "It's really not all that important,"
"Alright, if you say so," Jackson sighed and looked over their heads towards the girls tent. He nodded his head towards it. "Is Melissa up yet? Me and her are supposed to go picking fruit later together," Daley put a hand to her forehead to shield her eyes, so she could see Jackson better as the sun had just come out. Nathan rolled his eyes as he knew what Jackson and Melissa's true intentions were.
"As far as I know she is still sleeping," Daley turned to Nathan. "Nathan, do you know if she has woken up yet?"
"Not that I know of," Nathan smiled. "Unless she can some how become invisible and sneak past me, I don't think she has yet," Nathan laughed at his own joke as Daley gave a big smile. Jackson just rolled his eyes and kept a serious face.
"Well when she does decide to wake up," Jackson said then licked his lips. "Tell her to come find me down the beach by the tide pools,"
"You got it chief," Nathan told him and saluted him. Jackson walked away towards the beach as Daley burst out laughing. Daley waited until Jackson was out of earshot before asking Nathan.
"So, Melissa and Jackson huh?" Daley looked at Nathan and smiled assuming he would know.
"I honestly don't know," Nathan told her as he shrugged.
"Well, shouldn't you know? I mean aren't you and Mel, like best friends or something?"
"Well yeah, we are. But just because we are doesn't mean there are some things that are personal to us that we decide not to tell each other. I mean we all know Melissa likes Jackson. And Jackson has this whole caring for Melissa thing going on. So I guess it's safe to say that he likes her. Honestly I don't know though. I really don't think Jackson would break his own rule. For all we know, Jackson could only like Melissa as a friend and make it seem other rise. But I highly doubt it's that," Nathan explained to her. Daley just shrugged her shoulders in understanding and put her hand on his leg.
"Well whatever it is, I'm just glad everybody is getting along, I mean besides Taylor and Eric. It's great that me and you have put our differences aside too. I hope you know that if there is anything you want to tell me, you are more then welcome to,"
"Really?" Nathan asked rather excitedly.
"Well yeah of course. I'm not going to judge you or laugh in your face unless it is something really stupid like when you had the rash on your legs," Daley laughed at the memory as Nathan blushed in embarrassment. "Now that was amusing, but at the same time serious. So I just wanted to let you know," Daley patted his leg before rising to her feet. "We'll talk later," She told him before walking away to the other side of the plane, assumingly to check on Lex.
"Dammit," Nathan said as he pounded his fists on his legs. Melissa came out of the girls tent yawning. She walked up to the same log he was sitting on and took Daley's place as he muttered under his breath.
"Hey Nathan," Melissa said sleepily. Nathan was caught off guard by Melissa and didn't notice her presence.
"Oh hey Mel," Nathan said too enthusiastically. Melissa stared at him confused as she lifted one eyebrow. "Never mind how was your sleep? Have any good dreams?"
"Not really, unless of course you count Eric walking out of the jungle holding a chimpanzee's hand and revealing to all of us that he just married the chimpanzee,"
"That's a little…interesting," Nathan told her, unsure of how to respond to what she just said.
"Yeah I know," Melissa told him, understanding his confusion. Nathan just nodded his head before lightling up as a light bulb as if he remembered something.
"Oh yeah," Nathan said as he snapped his fingers and pointed his fingers to Melissa in a gun gesture. "Jackson is waiting for you at the tide pools. He told me and Daley to tell you that," Melissa lit up in happiness but tried to hide it. She didn't do so well though. Nathan pretended as if he didn't notice.
"Oh thanks Nathan," Melissa gave a big smile as she got to her feet and ran in the direction of the tide pools. Nathan sighed realizing he was alone as he poked the fire wood with a stick.
"And then there was one," Nathan muttered to himself as he sighed again.
So this is the most waited for chapter. I know it's been years now so here it is for your eyes to enjoy and then for you to post reviews about. So I decided to reread the first story and the chapters of this one. I realized how much of a bad writer I was back then, making obvious spelling and grammar mistakes. I also noticed the many loop holes in my story that I left open. I hope I don't do the same this time. I'm sorry if this confused you but just so you know. Any time it is in first person it is Melissa's perspective for further notice. I may decide to give Jackson's perspective in further chapters but that won't be for a while. I got this awesome idea for the story so I'm going to use it. I hope you enjoy and review.
