I had been helping Sun for a half and hour now pulling dead plants out and planting seeds she had found in the jungle. I ran upon another dead one I pull it out with such a force that my shoulder complained and the plant goes flying somewhere in the jungle. Wishing it was a certain someone.

"Bad Day?"

"Huh, Oh its nothing. Just that right now I hate guys"

"Sawyer being a ass?"

"Actually it's Jack. I don't want to talk about it" I answer the last part when her eyes shot up in a "explain" look.

We finished planting all the seeds Sun had and I went off to find fruit. It was funny I had never really volunteered to hunt for the fruit but ever since the first day, when I did it out of pure boredom, I got stuck with the job. Maybe it's the fact that I am the only one willing to climb the trees.

I finally find a tall tree with plentiful fruit on it I reach up and grab the first limb I can find. I pull myself by grabbing tree limb after tree limb. The rough bark was tearing up my arms. That's when I remembered I meant to put on my sweatshirt. Even though it had to be around 100 degrees, and I was already dripping with sweat, it helped protect my arms.

Spending my summers on an army base helped me with heights but I looked below and gripped the tree limb tighter. I continue to clime up until I find fruit surrounding me. I grab the black backpack I always carry around and hang it on the strongest limb I can find. I look around me and find a big red juicy apple already ripe and toss it in the backpack. I repeat the action a couple more times until all the good apples are taken.

I grab the backpack and zip it up. When I am sure nothing can fall out I drop the backpack and hear it land with a thud. I slide down the tree and go off looking for another one.

The sun was starting to set when I found another tree. I climb up that one and start picking apples. When I hear a crack under me. I look down in time to see the limb I was on breaking in half and fall with me above it.

I have heard that when you fall you don't realize it. Who ever said it was dead wrong. It felt like a week had passed when I finally hit the ground. I knew it was dark and everyone was a sleep. Which made my situation even worse. I couldn't feel anything so I didn't know if anything was broken. I just hoped he would find me in time.