Post by ClaireLittleton on Oct 10, 2008 19:23:14 GMT -5
It was the first night to be spent on the island, and Claire hoped it would also be the last. Things like this weren't supposed to happen. You hardly heard of any plane crashes on the news, and if you did they were few and far apart. You'd never think it would actually happen to you, that you would be the one living the tragedy, but that was exactly what was happening to Claire Littleton. She was living the tragedy, experiencing the confusion and frustration along with all the other survivors, and even though she knew it was real, the concept was hard to grasp.
Claire considered herself average, or as average as a 22 year old pregnant single woman could be. It was true she had her fair share of tragedies in her life; her mother's accident, getting pregnant, Thomas leaving her, the list went on and on, but the past few months had just been way out of the ordinary. Why did she listen to that stupid physic? If she hadn't listened to him she would be safe right now, safe and warm in her own bed. She would still be pregnant, but at least she could be sure the baby was well and would be going to a good home. Claire didn't feel the baby now, and it made her nervous. She hadn't felt him since the false labor back at the crash, and now she couldn't help but wonder if he was alright. Even though she didn't want the baby Claire still cared for it, and if anything happened to her baby it would be to much, especially here, with no one to help her. Did anyone even care about her anymore?
Resting her hands on her stomach as if the gesture would make her child respond, Claire turned her gaze away from the people around her and up to the night sky. The stars and the moon were the only sources of light for the survivors, but just that light alone was enough. You never can truly appreciate the beauty of nature back in civilization, so at least that was a nice change. Having so many thoughts plaguing her mind at the moment it was wonderful to have that little piece of sky to look up at and find a little bit of Heaven in a whole lot of Hell.
Claire considered herself average, or as average as a 22 year old pregnant single woman could be. It was true she had her fair share of tragedies in her life; her mother's accident, getting pregnant, Thomas leaving her, the list went on and on, but the past few months had just been way out of the ordinary. Why did she listen to that stupid physic? If she hadn't listened to him she would be safe right now, safe and warm in her own bed. She would still be pregnant, but at least she could be sure the baby was well and would be going to a good home. Claire didn't feel the baby now, and it made her nervous. She hadn't felt him since the false labor back at the crash, and now she couldn't help but wonder if he was alright. Even though she didn't want the baby Claire still cared for it, and if anything happened to her baby it would be to much, especially here, with no one to help her. Did anyone even care about her anymore?
Resting her hands on her stomach as if the gesture would make her child respond, Claire turned her gaze away from the people around her and up to the night sky. The stars and the moon were the only sources of light for the survivors, but just that light alone was enough. You never can truly appreciate the beauty of nature back in civilization, so at least that was a nice change. Having so many thoughts plaguing her mind at the moment it was wonderful to have that little piece of sky to look up at and find a little bit of Heaven in a whole lot of Hell.