I found more of my LoTF stuff when I was cleaning my room last weekend and decided on the 29th (November 2007) to type 'em up and add 'em to my FF works.
A journal for chapter seven ended up being extra credit (Comm class), though I didn't know that until AFTER I'd written it. I got four points out of five for extra credit, though, so this journal must've been okay. It was to be a letter from one of the boys stuck on the island to his parents, and I decided to write this.
Mummy and Daddy,
Strange things have been happening since we got stranded on this island.
There were arguments over leadership, rules, and what's important; we were almost rescued, only the fire'd gone out so we had no smoke; a bunch of the boys killed a pig and Ralph—the chief—got mad at them for letting the fire die; there's talk of a beastie, especially among the littluns; and now Sam-n-Eric say they saw the beastie…
We're frightened, but the biguns—older boys—are pretending not to be. Some are afraid of Jack—he's the leader of the choir that landed her with us—because all he cares about is hunting, really.
I really hope we get rescued soon. I want to come home and be clean again. Life on an island is tough and dirty and I wanna go home.
Yeah. There ya go. One hundred and forty one words.