Entry 1: Today the plane that I was on crashed with other older kids and littluns, who were scared out of their minds.

As I walked around the island there was tons of palm trees, some so close to each other you couldn’t walk between them, there are so many other trees that they made it seem night on the ground, and with so many rope like things dangling from the trees, which I call creepers, you have to crawl.

I knew that my daddy would come and get me off this island, if this is an island.  I knew that he would come get me like he did when there was a tornado near my school in my hometown in England.  I started to walk toward the lagoon I saw just before the plane crashed.  The first kid I met was a kid named Piggy.  On the island I took charge and gathered all of the other kids and three of us, Jack (who is the head of the choir), Simon, and me, went and found out that this is an island that we are on.  We found that out by climbing to the top of the mountain on the island and also saw the scar that the plane made in the island, it looked like the crack in the screen of my Ipod got when dropped it on a rock.  After we got back I told the rest of the kids to go to the top of the mountain and start to build a signal fire for a rescue boat or plane to come and find us.  Once at the top the older kids, the littluns, and I started to gather wood for the fire.  I thought that would be a good idea because I saw a movie on Netflix where a guy got stranded on an island and used the smoke to signal a rescue boat.  Wouldn’t you know it that we would be in the same situation.  Then came more problems afterward, like was a kid missing.  What an interesting day this was.