June 29, 1946
Under the bright noon sun, I helped Ralph at work building the huts for the younger boys to live in, while the others splashed and play in the lagoon. These weren't that successful, they kept falling down, and this made Ralph kind of irritated, I tried my best to help him but it was too difficult only the two of us, I didn't want him to get mad, but the truth was that we needed more help from the others. So he went to them and points out that everyone is exited in the meetings but they don't do what they said they would do, and that Jack's hunters used their job as an excuse to not do anything. I saw Jack approaching, I knew that a discussion was coming, so I decided to go explore; I didn't want to be part of a discussion.
So I walked through the scar, walking to where the wind took me… I ended up in a place covered by bushes where the wind kept hitting me. I heard the peaceful whistles, and relaxed for the first time on this island. I felt that I could understand the language of the jungle…
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