Dear Diary,
I have been noticing some physical changes in my body. I'm all dirty. My hair is longer, my skin is a darker tone. It's really an example of how much the island is changing us. I also feel stronger. I even got a spear to stick on a wild boar! It was great. I didn't think I would be able to do it but I did. At first I thought it was the beast, but unfortunately, it was just a pig. It was still cool though. It still got Jack with it's tusks. It reminded me of the time when I got a rat in the moors.
After I speared the pig, we played a game where Robert was the pig, and we pretended to sacrifice him. Even though it was a whole lot of fun, we still accidentally hurt Robert on his bum. Then Jack started to talk about a whole ceremony. Maurice suggested that we get a drum, and we sacrifice the pig. Or someone dressed like a pig. Or maybe even a littlun! It did get a little out of hand. It got a little crazy.
Jack went on more about sacrificing a littlun. That idea didn't have a dun response. That didn't sound good. It really made thing a little bit windy. I tried to act impervious, I didn't want to give a bad example. I just hope that it doesn't come to that. Killing someone? That's really scary.
He, Roger, and I, were going to look for the beast. Eventually what happened was Roger and I decided to stay back while Jack went. Jack found the beast by the fire! We had to go and see it after he'd seen it. It was bulging, and it had black eyes and teeth! It was scary!
Today I remembered my days back at the moors. The wild ponies that ran around the field. The rows of houses. My mum was still there, and my dad came home every day. I had bowl of sweet cereal by my bed when I would go to sleep. I saw all of the books that I loved. That was the life.
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