Chapter 3

Today was a pretty slow day, because it seems like Ralph, Jack, and I are the only ones who want to get of this island. Then again Jack is kind of obsessed with killing a pig. Ralph and I are the ones working on the shelter, the other kids work on them for like five minutes and then go wander of to eat, swim, and play. At this rate we won’t make are chances of surviving very high. Not to mention all the other vicissitudes we have, the beastie, fresh water and food, and the shelters. I think that Jack has a seriously having a problem with killing something, it’s like there’s a compulsion driving him. The fire is going to burn out because Jack’s hunters are busy wandering around and wasting time. Piggy I think he is inscrutable and no one pays attention to him or respects him. The shelters are really crappy right now and the nights are starting to get really tendril, not to mention the predators around the jungle. I hope we can make it through this.