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Dear Diary,
I met someone about ten minutes ago. Her name is Kate. She said
she was traveling to Bali...She had wanted to see it since she was
young. She was fulfilling a childhood dream. But obviously, she didn't
get there. I don't know what I'll do if rescue doesn't come soon, I
mean, it's pretty late now...my guess? Around.... 11:00? Midnight,
maybe? You'd think rescue would be here by now...But, it isn't. I
hope they find us soon. I want to see a doctor about the baby. He
hasn't moved since the crash, and I am begining to get worried. I
wonder what the couple in Los Angeles is thinking...You know, the
women who is carrying the child you are adopting got in a plane
crash? Anyways, I don't know anybody here except Kate and Hurley.
Wait, I didn't tell you about Hurley, did I? Well, he is this man with
wavy brown hair, that goes to his shoulders, and not being rude, but
he is overweight. But he helped me right after the crash. I was
having contractions and this man in a suit, Jack, came up to me. He
asked if I knew how far apart they were coming, but I had no clue. He
summond Hurley to take me away from the fumes. The wing of the
plane almost landed on us, and if Jack hadn't noticed it, we would
both be crushed right now. I thank him quietly, and hope for rescue
soon. For now, this is goodbye, and goodnight. I want to sleep.
Love,
Claire
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