Dear Journal,

            My name is Simon. Right now, I'm stuck on an island after our plane crashed with a large group of boys, and no adults. I had a pretty strong opinion of Ralph at first. He was good. Right from the start, I thought Jack would’ve been a bad leader. I almost got down on my knees and said a prayer after Ralph was voted the leader. However, as time went on, I realized Jack had a lot of important knowledge that may help us in the future. He was handy with a knife. Just the fact that he had a knife was impressive. It was pretty awesome when Ralph chose me to go along with him and Jack on their “quest.” I didn’t know what to make of Jack’s actions when the pig showed up. Was he scared? I was startled at first, not expecting it, but I wasn’t really scared. I mean, maybe a little. It just surprised me that Jack was, because he seemed like this big tough guy and all of the sudden he's scared of pigs? I’m just glad I’m being accepted so far. After I had fainted I thought nobody would talk to me. I couldn’t help feeling sympathetic for the one they call “Piggy.” He should’ve gone on the quest with Jack and Ralph instead of me. He was the one who was with Ralph when they found the conch shell, or so he says. I was just a random dude from the crowd. Gosh I feel bad I didn't let him go. It wasn't very Christianly of me to make him stay back when he wanted to go. I didn’t know whether to be happy or not when we found out that we’re on an island. For one thing, help wouldn’t reach us very fast. For another thing, I was sorta excited to be on an island with nobody else around. It felt like our island, or like we could do anything we wanted to and nobody would ever know. In fact, as long as we had a life-time supply of food and water, I wouldn’t mind staying on this island forever…