Dear my lovely nephew’s journal,

Oh I don’t know how to say it but I should of just kept you safe with me. You didn’t deserve to die my little young one. You had so much to live for, I remember how much you wanted to grow up and be a teacher. You were the smartest kid in school. You had the same brain as your mom. It brings a smile on my face to remember all those moments you were with me. Taking care of you since you were little was just a pleasure. I hate to be conceited, but I think you’re a type of kid anybody would wish to be. I just can’t believe reading your journal that those stinking kids called you piggy. Nobody should be calling you names. You never disrespected people or put their self=esteem down. I just don’t understand why they would do that to you. But where did those good old fashion on values go? Don’t they remember the golden rule: One should treat others as one would like others to treat oneself. Now I am just going to live alone, and just to think that you were all I had to live for. I know you would of want me to be happy, but I just want to cry. You are probably in a better place right now, and I know you would be treated fair. Take care my love. I’ll see you soon.

Love your, Auntie.

Dear Journal, 

I sometimes wish a ship would come and all this chaos would end. All I tried to make peace and order between all of the boys has ended. I tried helping my fellow friend Ralph in everything giving him support in every step he took. But nothing work because there was Jack to ruin everything. Jack always disrespects me and thinks he has a higher status than me. Since the start Jack shows a deep dislike towards me. He neglects everything I have to say and thinks that its all nonsense. I think Jack never lets me have a say in anything because of my physical features. He even broke my glasses! And all I wanted was peace between us, for everything to be just like it was back in England. Everything was just fine with the adults and the society when I was in England. Here its just disorder, not very organized. I know there really isn't a beast, but if I were to compare someone to a beast I would say Jack. Jack is like a beast because he doesn't have respect towards anyone and is mean. I know, I am abig kid know but this is the time when I really wish I was with my aunt hugging her and knowing that everything was calm and all this malice is over. 

Dear Journal, 
My ass-mar is getting worse, I have to run and follow Ralph around and my auntie be here she would be mad. I am the one that has to keep order and remember others of the rules of the conch..it's tiring. Jack and his group of hunters be getting more savage-like every day and all they want is meat, meat, meat. They scare me. I wish more people would be like Ralph, i know he a good guy on the inside and the way he act is probably because I follow him and annoy him. Even tough I am the only one who comes up with the ideas, I like having that authority of generating ideas. Today was actually fun because I got to walk and see half on the island, but I had to go back with Ralph because I couldn't breathe. I saw poop everywhere. I think it was probably the pigs. Jack would be really happy to come hunting if he seen all this. 

Dear Journal,

Our plane crashed today and I am left stranded on this island with no adults! If only my Auntie was here, none of this would be happening; she would take care of me and give me all the sweets I desire. It is very hot and humid on this island, which doesn’t help at all with my asthma. I can't even go swimming to cool off, because my Auntie says I can't on account of my asthma. The first person I met was Ralph and he seemed completely disinterested in everything I told him. Until I told him they called me “Piggy” and he went off telling all the boys, and now I’m tortured with that. I want to tell him to stop because that really annoys me. I also found a conch shell within the ocean. Ralph was eager to do it but he wasn't blowing right! I told him to use air from his stomach and soon he made a very loud noise, which was the start of his calling to other boys on the island. He answered my questions in short sentences and didn’t even ask me my name. The first assembly was just held, too, and Ralph was chosen leader by voting and when Jack asked who wanted him for leader nobody answered. He's batty and think he the best but everyone except his choir of boys doesn’t listen to him, and out of will too.