Dear Journal, I remember the plane crash, it was sudden and quick, the plane was going out of control, I was nervous, we was screaming and crying and praying that we all wouldn’t die. When I woke up I was in these scratchy and itchy bushes. There was a fair haired boy who landed close to me who I became friends with. He said that his name was Ralph, I told him that my name was Piggy, he started to chuckle. “Piggy!” he said, I told him if there were any other kids on this island, not to…
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