4-Goodnight, Sweet Skipper

Loud noises can be very frightening. Rockets on the fourth of July, a clap of thunder, for the young man running in his sailor cap, it was his best friend's very loud voice.

"Gilligan, when I catch you..." Jonas Grumby, the Skipper, was in full rage. Gilligan tore through the jungle way too fast for his big buddy.

After a half-hour of the chase, the Skipper was out of breath. He stopped, took in a few breaths, and went back to the camp he and the other castaways had made.

Gilligan, who had scampered up a large tree, watched dejectedly.

"My diary is going to have a field day with this entry," he muttered to himself as his breathing and heartbeat steadied as well.

He sat there for an hour, according to his Mini-Moose wristwatch. Carefully, he tiptoed into camp and into his hut. Tired from all his running, his first thought was to just climb into bed and sleep. His diary, though, looked lonely in his hiding spot, so he went to get a candle. He got his stuff, but then a bug flew into the open window of the hut.

"Shh, bug! Don't get me in trouble!" he begged the small noisy thing. The bug was going to land on the Skipper though. Thinking fast, and rather stupidly, Gilligan grabbed a fly-swatter.

"GILLIGAN!!"

Gilligan thought Hawaii could hear Skipper yell as he tore through the jungle again, at a giant head start. Skipper, however, didn't take chase.

"It's not worth it... I can't kill him... I can't kill him..." he muttered to himself as he lay back down. After a minute, Gilligan realized Skipper wasn't chasing him and he stopped. He sat at a tree, opened his diary and lit the candle.

Dear Diary,
Your luky ur my freind. Skipper was mad today. not that he isnt always mad at me but we almost got resceud. gess who screwed that up? I only try to help honest. i kiked out munkey from my bed but then skipper was sleep walking. aparntly Skipper could transferm the radio into a transmiter. I tryed to help. it worked when I banged on it but then it brok when I showed skipper what I dun. i dont now if ill live long diary. skipper swares he likes me but i doubt it. Sum lady namd Alic passed us by. everyone must hate me now. im gunna sneak in agian but this tim im gunna sleep. I dunt care if skipper gets stung — he disirves it.

Gilligan