Second Journal Entry

Dear Journal,

      I am so afraid of being here all alone on this island only if my auntie knew where I was and could come save me. Today after the explorers came back Ralph sounds the conch shell, summoning that there is another meeting on the beach. After we all gather he tells the group that whoever is in possession of the conch shell they may talk at the meetings. When I got the couch shell I told the group that no one has a clue that we are stuck on this island, and that it might be a long time till we are rescued. No one liked the thought of that, then this little boy told us a story about what he saw the night before and called it a “beastie” or a monster. No one believed him, but I did. I have no doubt that there is a monster on this island; it is dark and lonely out here. Ralph thought about the idea of being rescued and tells the group that they are going to build a large signal fire on the top of the islands mountain so that any ships that are going by might notice them. Everyone was excited about the idea and rushed off to the mountain while Ralph and I stayed back. I was telling him about how childish the group is and how stupid they are, only if he would listen to me. After the boys collected a mound of dead wood they used my lenses of my glasses to focus sunlight to set the wood on fire. They managed to get the fire going but then it died down. Then Jack said that he would be responsible for the fire and while doing so his group set a swamp of trees on fire. Half of the forest burned down and we lost a boy.  After loosing one of the littluns Ralph and Simon agreed to work on huts for them to live in. These huts are supposed to keep them safe from the outdoors. The littluns love the huts and play outside most of the day, only if life was easy I would enjoy it much more. I really would just like to go home and be safe and sound where I belong.

Before fire

After fire