Chapter 10: The shell and the glasses
Brendan Rodisch
Simon

Dear diary: Today was the first day after my death. I have decided to stay and watch the boys on the island. It seems that Ralph thinks of my death as murder but piggy sees my death as an accident. He says I shouldn’t have been there crawling and all. If only he had heard what I had said, then maybe there would be peace on the island again.

It seems Jack doesn’t even care that I died. He thinks I was the beast in disguise and that they did the right thing by killing me. I wish he were still with Ralph. Jack is now complete in charge of his new tribe. His only rules are that if you kill a pig, use its head as an offering to the beast, and that the castle always be protected. He does what he wants when he wants and beat poor Wilfred for no reason.

Now it seems that Jack, Maurice and Roger are going to go back to he shelters were the few remaining friends of mine dwell and raid them for fire. But it seems Ralph has let the fire go out. He means to start it again in the morning. But Jack needs fire, and he doesn’t care about who he kills, and takes Ralphs glasses. That is so mean. I wish he hadn’t killed me, but things don’t look to good for Ralph’s tribe. I hope Ralph escapes from Jack before he meets my fate.