July, day 14 on island

Jacks gone as batty as Simon. He just ran off, said he didn't want to play any longer and just took off down the beach. So now we have no one to lead our hunters and he even tried persuading everyone to leave and make him their chief. I'm cheif an dwe'll do just fine without him. Piggy's elated and you'd think he'd just got the last piece of pie. We aren't that well off though, the fires on the mountain, rescues on the mountain, and so is the Beast. There's no way we could defeat the beast without Jack. So we decided to have our fire down on the platform. Not the best for making a signal but anything is better than being caught on the mountain with the Beast. The whole island thing would be much better without the beast. He's always in the back of our our minds. I'm scared of him. I won't admit it but seeing him with my own eyes terrified me. I don't think that I shall ever laugh at the scary stories the fellows tell at home to fill time. Havin seen the real thing is worse than any tale they could tell. I'd have a whoppin good one ifin I felt like tellin it. I don't think I will to be truthful, some secrets aren't meant for the world to understand. Just like I can't understand why our boys are running off. Maurice and Roger are long gone, and countless others. Piggy says we are much better off without Jack, but its dividing us all up. Strength in numbers doesn't work anymore. Our numbers are working against each other. Jack has even come charging in all painted like a savage and invited us to eat his pig. But whoever goes is giving in and becoming part of his tribe. He's using food to control them. Piggy an me wont go, it just isn't right. We have to stay strong. The little 'uns need someone to look up to and be a good example. Can't have us all runnin round like savages and being kids. We shan't go and be like them. Just isn't right, no, its not. Though at this time now with the wind carrying the delicious smell towards us, its tempting.