LOST Review - Rescued Since Day One Letter

NOTE: The following blog is fictional created by Sidd.
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Dear World,

Here we are, going to aboard a plane on Oceanic Flight 815 from Sydney, Australia to Los Angeles, California. The interesting part of this whole experience is how everybody aboard this plane had a certain connection with one another before the tragedy occurred as we crash landed onto an island. We were regular people just living our lives, surviving on a daily basis for other peoples’ benefits.

And so we were stuck for over 80 days on an island uncharted to the world. The island looks ordinary, but there are far too many unknown events occurring on the island since day 1. We crash landed, around 40 survivors on one side of the island, a few more on the other side. We were in shock, trembling to even feel if this was real, even the feeling of being alive after a plane crash.

We did what we had to do to survive, organize and adjust to our new environment until rescue arrives. Day by day, we developed the ability to survive, find fresh water, and even kill boars for solid food. Not much to say really, it’s just like any other camp out movie. We find anything possible in order to make a living toward the next day.

Jack Shephard, a spinal surgeon, led everybody to work together and try to make the most of it. He is our leader on the island, whether he thought differently or not, he knew he was the heart of everybody. Constantly taking care of everybody as well as giving fairness within the surviving community. I didn’t know him very well or got to talk to him much, but when I did I told him I was thankful for him to be here to keep things from getting out of hand. He smiled and gave me a tap on the shoulder and walked off to his next task. He was constantly moving, I think he got close with Kate, the criminal who was going back to the USA to face imprisonment for killing her father. At first it kind of scared me to think she was a criminal, but she was very nice. Let’s not forget very pretty, she was quite the attractive one.

Sawyer, a con artist, was pretty much the lone wolf in this whole island. He usually looted most of the stuff from the wreckage from the plane and was very anal about “his” stuff. Anytime we were missing something, we would always go to him for the item and wanted to make deals in order to get them. The asshole, the douche bag, and the incredibly handsome Sawyer, real name started with a J I think. I usually asked him if I can look at an adult magazine and he would make me go out to get his food. It was pretty worth it.

There was a rumor that the island had native people on it, we called them the “others”. I really didn’t understand what they wanted, I thought so there are native people on this island; let’s ask them for help to get off. They had no intentions to let us off the island, in fact it’s still confusing to know who these strange people are. Out of nowhere, they would kill some of us, or kidnap us, I was really scared. Hurley, who is surprisingly a millionaire back home, thought to ask everybody who they were. I told him my name and everything, but then he announced that one of us among us isn’t on the flight manifest, the document that lists all the passengers on the plane. Ethan, a doctor for the “others” was spying on all of us. Not sure what happened there, I was too busy helping out on other things.

There is a lot I don’t know about, but what really got me spooked was John Locke. He was supposedly the second leader in this whole thing. He was looking at the sunset as I went to sit by him with a coconut drink. I asked him when he thinks the rescue boat will arrive. He said he doesn’t car anymore and that this island is the place he has been searching for. I asked him what he meant. He simply smiled and told me about his life was back in the real world. How he was told he had a father and how he planned and succeeded in stole his kidney and ruined his life. I felt bad. He then went on about how he was wheelchair bound after his father threw him off god knows how many floors of a large building and somehow survived. When he came to this island, he survived the plane crash and his legs started to move again. It was a total shock to me, a guy so popular among us, is actually a ruined wheelchair bound old guy who works at a Box Company. Here on this island, he is John Locke, second leader of the surviving tribe.

John Locke made me think my own existence. “Is it better to be LOST in society, or LOST in the world on this island?” Is my life really worth it here or in my dull existence in the USA? I developed so much on this island, skills, creativity, hunting, farming, and communication skills. Is the island my solution to all my life problems? Did the island rescue me from committing suicide? Is it telling me to live? I noticed that my health has gotten better here than where I lived. The final thing to think about is…do I really want to be rescued, when its already happened? Should I go back to my dull life of a job, school, and money, or live free on an island where I am actually useful?

From,

Siddharth Gupta
Survivor of Oceanic Flight 815

P.S. Awaiting Season 5 of LOST! XD