<strong>Samyra Johnson</strong><br/><br/>The higher I got on the island the more I started to think how they would film us. I mean some camera's were obvious as they hung from trees but that would leave vast part uncovered. Then, when I reached a small lake on top of the cliffs, I forgot all about that. From this small lake a small narrow river sprouted that probably ran all the way down to the island. Maybe to the ocean or into another lake.<br/>Up here there was no protection from the sun but the views were spectacular. This really looked like a good place for a camp. The jungle was only a 50 yards away on this open field to make a shelter and there would be this supply of fresh water.<br/>I cupped my hands and took a zip from the water. It wasn't as cold as I hoped but it still felt refreshing. I drink my share and then looked around. The panoramic view gave me a good look over the entire island and I realized that somewhere down there, three other girls were moving around with probably the same things on their minds as me. Water, food and shelter. I had found the water and knew where to make a shelter but no food yet. Also, I had no idea how to build a shelter. Building stuff was a guys thing and as far as I knew, they weren't here.<br/><br/>Then I noticed a strange plant I had never seen before and something that looked like turds. Eew. The plant was thick and veiny and felt a bit like rubber on the touch. The footprints next to it seemed strange as well. I don't think I knew an animal with these kind of footprints.<br/><br/>Not being scared away by the footprints as they weren't too big, I walked down the stream a bit until it ended in a waterfall. This side of the cliff was sheer as well, just as the side on the ocean and the water cascaded down with quite some noise. I must have walked up the only sloping bit of this hill. The chances of there being fish in this small lake and stream were virtually none so I had to find something else. As I walked back to the top of the hill, I came across a fruit tree.<br/><br/>The fruits looked good and juicy although I had no idea what they were and if I could even eat them. I took one from the ground and took a careful bite. It tasted a bit like mango, only much sweeter and juicier. Over the moon with my find, I shook the tree and collected three more of the fruits and walked back to my lake while eating the first. After I had stowed my meal in the shadow near the water I sat down and began thinking how to make a shelter.<br/><br/>By the time the sun was setting, I had managed to create a very basic lean to by putting some fallen logs against a large rock and covered it up with some leafs. It wasn't perfect but at least it would keep me dry. This was important because just before the sun went down, big rain clouds had gathered and as I had almost fallen asleep, tired after my first day on the island, the rain came done in a torrential downpour unseen to most western girls.