<strong>Melody</strong><br/><br/>It had been hours since she had been on the boat, or was it days? The last thing she remembered was getting grabbed from behind and a hood thrown over her head. She sat there in darkness, shackles on, hood over her head, and she could feel a gentle rocking, so she assumed she was on a boat. She was scared and tired, dazed and confused. Her body hurt, had they beaten her while she was unconscious?<br/><br/>Melody sat quiet, she didn't know who was on board with her, how many people were on the boat watching her. She missed home, her family. Little did she know they were the reason she was on this boat heading straight to an island that would change her life forever. Melody let a few tears flow, but kept quiet for the most part during her journey.<br/><br/>As the boat seemed to stop, she heard the deep gruff voice of a man, "This is where you get off." he roughed Melody up more, slapping her face through the hood, then grabbed her arm hard, pulling her to her feet. She was pushed and shoved, handled like an animal, until she felt sand under her bare feet. Then there was silence once more, Melody was left there alone to fend for herself and to figure what had happened.<br/><br/>Her shackled hands reached up to take the hood off. The bright sun made Melody shut her eyes until she could adjust. Her jeans were in tatters, and the pale blue t-shirt she wore was ripped as well, just barely covering her. "Where am I?", she whispered to herself as she turned to see the boat that had brought her here was pulling away. She turned back and saw a jungle and shuddered, she needed to find someone to tell her where she was and why she was here.<br/><br/>Her body burned with pain, and it was evident by the bruises on her body that she was beaten while she was unconscious on that boat. Melody found it hard to move, her body ached as she felt the pain now that she started walking. She stumbled many times before she finally fell to the jungle floor. It was now apparent to Melody that she hadn't eaten or drank anything on her "journey" and it took a toll on her fragile body. She lay there, looking up at the jungle canopy, "I'm going to die here, and I don't even know where 'here' is."<br/><br/>She was staring and battered, and Melody found a certain peace that she might die. She laid there and closed her eyes, knowing this was it. The sweet girl just lay there, alone in the jungle, all of her strength gone as she waited once more for the darkness to take her.