Jack, Chapter 3

Dear Diary,

Today was so frustrating because I couldn't kill a darn pig. I spent all day and came out short. I got really mad at Ralph today because he was so focused on building shelters when we could be catching food. I don't care where I sleep I just want to kill a pig before I do anything else. I don't think we got along because we both have two different views on surviving. He thinks its about living in shelters a I think its about eating food.

I think it's just as important to eat then it is to stay in a shelter. The little un's will be find without a shelter. I think if were not rescued soon we will be fine unless you don't listen to me. I feel like the one that I can keep every one alive and healthy on the island. I don't care what all the other kids on the island are doing because I want to hunt on my own. Ralph thinks differently. He thinks everyone should help but I disagree. I strongly believe we can survive a long time if we catch and eat pigs. I have had these wierd feelings of evilness. That I can run the island. I feel so violent now. I just have an agression to kill.

Jack