July, Day 15 on island

We've done it. Done something so awful that I threw up four times. My stomache is killing me and it has nothing to do with the pig that we gorged on last night. We murdered Simon. The fire and everything and the big and little uns went crazy. Dancin and chanting  round and round and carrying on. Then Simon comes out of the jungle all batty crawlin on his knees croaking sumthin bout a the beast is a man and he's on the mountain. Nobody listen they just re-acted their pig hunt and beat him. They beat him hard and bloody and stabbed him jus like he was a real pig. i don' think they even knew he wasn't one. Me an, me an Piggy never got close enough to hit him. It was Jack, jack and his hunters that went crazy. I don't know what to do, Simon was crackers but 'e wasn't a bad sort, he didn't deserve to die like a pig. I keep hitting myself so I wake up and it was all a nightmare but it won't happen. God please get us out of here. Its cold, and hot and wet an I always thirsty. Piggy's only got one eye to see with and he worries a terrible lot. I think every one a them has joined Jacks tribe sept me and Piggy. I swore I wouldn't go, that we would just stay and mind our own business but even samneric snuck off. So we had to go you see, things would hav got out a hand and we would'a lost everyone. Dumb now, we did go and watched Simon get murdered and even danced with them around. Now its jus me and Piggy too so it didn't do us no good. I'm chief I should a done sumthin to stop 'em. Savages is what they are. Don't even know they are hurting a poor kid just like them. They's all painted and jumpin round with their spears. Its not right. I wan to leave. On a boat. I best find Piggy and make sure he's all right.