Entry 2

I can not believe jacks nerve. He let out the fire. The fire. It’s the only way we can possibly get of this wretched island.  No one realizes the importance of it. Their just like jack concerned with nothing but meat and fun.  At least I was able to eat something other than fruit for once.  Id rather have been rescued by the ship than had a little meat but it was better than them fruit that’s for sure.  An now we at least have some stability with shelters and what not.  Id still liked to have been rescued. I miss auntie.  I thought jack has been nothing but bad for this island and the lot of us.  Now what with the fire an throwing away a chance for home I know he aint no good.  Not only that but he beat me! Punched me right in the gut he did.  Now my glasses is broke. I only have one lens.  That’s our only way for fire and there for our only way for rescue and he didn’t even flinch when he saw they was broke.  If that aint  proof that he don’t care one bit about getting of this island I don’t know what is.  No one even did anything either Simon was the only one who had enough decency to gimme my glasses.  I just don’t understand what goes on in jacks little red head. He don’t give a care for anyone but himself and his hunting.  It was painful just to sit and watch the distant boat float away. Our salvation one smoke signal away and all we could do was sit back and growl in distress. I cant believe it. Ill die on this island with broken glasses, burnt skin, long hair, and diarrhea. Ill die on this island. At least if jack can do anything about it anyway.  It aint fair that jack can throw away the rescue and salvation of the lot of us for just a little meat and bragging rights. All he wants is fun.  It was soggy and unevenly cooked anyway. No where near worth the trade of rescue.