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Ch.9 Journal

 
     Dear Diary, Ralph here. How you been? Oh me, I'll do better hopefully. Simon threw up earlier, he smelt the dead body. Jacks side of the mountain had a little bit of smoke coming from it, I knew the boys picked him. I just have the littlun's and Piggy left. Piggy thinks their going to join Jack at the festival. I mean... I guess so. Piggy thinks it's only right to join the festival. Jack does this new thing were he waves his spear when he speaks, just like I did when I used the conch. I noticed them trying to persuade the boys to stay with their group. its fine I guess... The conch means nothing now absolutely ZERO power! Today the boys thought the parachutists was the beast. like seriously. So the parachutists slid off the mountain and now were fine. I mean I think we are... R.I.P Simon, you was a great friend to every single one of us. You helped us all, but me the most especially when I didn't want you around. Your always remembered.


       Sincerely, Ralph.

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