By my count, we have been on this island for twenty days. We are finally starting to adjust to our new
life. Today, Jack took us hunting. We walked for a long time seeing nothing, but
we came to a clearing where a pig was sitting.
We got in a circle and closed in on it.
Some boys tried to jump on it and it knocked Sam and me over. They hit
the pig and slit its throat. Sam and I
carried it back to the camp.
When we arrived at the camp, Ralph was furious. He said a boat had passed, but there was no
smoke because we let the fire go out.
After a brief argument, Jack apologized.
We went back to the mountain and relit the fire and roasted the pig. It
was the first time in over a week I had meat.
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