Before I start, I want to (you know what I'm doing, don't you Leppers?) thank Leppers and K.L. Verne for reviewing my story so far. Reviews mean a lot to me and they keep me going. So please keep the reviews coming guys! (and thank you to K.L. Verne for giving me well rounded-critique about how the work should be considered so far, as well as telling me my strong poitns in it)

But I also think there's something anyone who's reading this should know. If there's a part in this journal that you don't remember happening in the book, it probably didn't. The reason being that the story mostly centered in on Ralph, and it followed him around for the most part. So when Ralph was in a scene and Jack wasn't, I had to make up what Jack was doing by having him do things that weren't mentioned. I also think there's one or two times in here when I go into detail about small things like meals that the book didn't.

DAY 13
My hair has grown considerably longer and brighter. I'm really getting better at a job as a hunter; I can now act like the way a professional hunter would hunt. I was in the woods all alone, looking for some pig that I could kill and bring back. I was ready to attack until I heard thumping coming. Okay, I'll admit it: I got scared. I ran off the trail and back to the front of the island. I desperately needed water, and thankfully Ralph pointed out some coconuts that I could get water from. Ralph is working on building shelters while the littluns are off bathing or playing or doing little kid stuff.

Ralph and I ended up getting on the subject of hunting. I told Ralph I let my fellow hunters take a swim while I went off hunting. Unfortunately, once I got into that damp dark forest, I lost a lot of my confidence. I told Ralph we wanted meat, and he promptly told me that we didn't have any. He pressured me to admit that I didn't get any, so I finally did. But that was when my determination grew and I promised Ralph I would get one of those pigs next time. Ralph mentioned that we needed shelters, and I just lost it. I thought he was blaming the lack of shelters on me! He just said we've worked hard, then pointed out to me that the littluns are frightened. (like I needed to be told that) Simon came up and interrupted, mentioning that the littluns thought the beastie was real. Does he really believe a giant snake lives in the woods? I certainly don't!

Right after that, I told Ralph and Simon how it feels to be hunting in the woods. I said I really wanted to catch that pig, and Ralph said he didn't have a problem with it as long as I watch the fire. What does he think, that I'm going to forget about it! Ralph said the pig is the only thing I want to think about, but he knows I want to be rescued even more than I want that pig, right? He then complained that I'm getting a job I like while he just has to build shelters. (a job he's not too fond of. Who can blame him?)

At first, I thought Ralph was a good guy and a good leader. Now I think he's getting a little too wrapped up in his role as the chief. I have an uneasy feeling that he's going to get too cocky for his own good. We'll see what happens then.

DAY 15
We are all getting much more used to our jobs around here. Well, I am, at least. However, we're still puzzled over the weird things that happen at noon, like all of the mirages or illusions. At least, that's what Piggy passes them off as, and for once, I agree with him.

I've decided to make myself a little more interesting, so I've painted bits of white and red on my face, but we've also began to get more serious about hunting. Well, I have, anyway. But that Ralph kid is being a huge jerk. I finally caught and killed a pig, and instead of thanking or congratulating me, Ralph yelled at me for letting the fire go out. He says he saw a ship, but because the fire was out, the ship didn't come to see if anyone was here. I really cannot stand that Ralph kid now. He's doing a terrible job as chief, complains that he thinks he's the only one doing work, and he hasn't appreciated a single thing I've done since we got on the island.

I even apologized for letting the fire go out, and all Ralph could saw was "That was a dirty trick". I seriously think I should have been the chief instead of Ralph. If we keep going under his command, we may never get off this island.

DAY 18
I seriously do not want to have to respond to Ralph anymore. Today we had another assembly and Ralph proved again that he has no control over the island. Ralph started the meeting to say that this assembly was serious and that it was no time for joking. Ralph then said we have a lot of chores to do, but they don't actually get done. He mentioned how he was the only one to work on all three huts and that the littluns aren't going to the bathroom in the place he told them to. He abruptly jumped to having the fire ready for a rescue and no one was doing their part to keep it going. He was having a meltdown, so a couple hunters and I started laughing about it, and then Ralph said that that fire is more important than any pig. It sickens me to know our chief is inappreciative. He even made a new rule: from now on, the fire is to be on the top of the mountain only. Now, if we want to cook our food, we have to take it all the way to the top of the mountain to cook it. Ralph says this is because of the huge fire we accidentally started shortly after we got on the island. It was only one accident, I think Ralph is being a little too strict.

Anyway, the topic at the meeting once again shifted to the beast the littluns claim lives in the woods. A littlun's name was Phil, and he said he saw the beast when he was walking around the island one night. What the heck was he doing walking around late at night? At any rate, I still don't think a thing like that exists. Simon later said he was going somewhere on the island late at night too, and Ralph gave him orders to not do it again. Piggy and Simon later started arguing about whether or not the best exists. I'm sick of Ralph sticking up for Piggy when he has the conch. So what if Piggy has the conch? That doesn't mean the words that fat oaf says are actually important.

I finally had enough of Ralph. I told him he can't hunt or sing, yet he keeps telling everyone what to do. Ralph said he can do it just because he was made chief of the island. He sticks up for Piggy, and then tells me I'm breaking the rules. So what? I'm breaking rules, big deal! Why should I have to follow rules just because Ralph made them?

Once again, the beast was brought up, which is an extremely stupid thought. Simon had the conch and said he doesn't know whether or not he believes in the beast. Piggy jumped in and said Simon was nuts. I, and everyone in my hunting clan, started making fun of Simon. He thinking the "beast" could be a ghost. What an idiot. Piggy got the conch and said he doesn't believe in ghosts, but in all honesty, who cares? After yelling at Piggy for a while, Ralph jumped between us and had to wrestle the conch from somebody.

Ralph was throwing out ideas that something was watching us, and Piggy yelled at Ralph saying we had enough things to worry about as it is. Ralph says he thinks he should step down from his duty as chief. It's about time he came to his senses. If he quit being the chief, then I would be chief, and I would do much better than he would ever hope to do. But Piggy said that if I were chief, we would spend the entire time hunting and not think about our responsibilities enough. Piggy really seemed to want Ralph to stay as chief. That only proves more what an idiot he is. Ralph said I wouldn't hurt anyone if I were chief, but he said I would hurt the next thing: him.

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I'd like to apologize in advance, because the next chapter is going to be short. REALLY short. Probably the shortest chapter I've ever written.