Day......I don't even know anymore.

Dear Diary,

It is day...well I don't even know anymore. My days and nights are getting meshed together and I don't remember what day or month it is. The life I am living is unbelievable. I always thought that living on my own would be fantastic because my parents would never be in my business or trying to teach me lessons. The crazy part is that I miss my parents so much. I never realized how much I depend on them and all the things they do for me. I am praying that my father will be coming to rescue me, but until he gets here we need to find ways to survive. I know that I am supposed to be leading everyone but I am doing a horrible job. We need huts so we have shelter in case bad weather comes. The problem is no one is helping me except Simon and we are both very exhausted. I don't know what to do with Jack because he makes excuses and is obsessed with hunting. I am so frustrated with him and he needs to step up and do some work. I hope we will not be on this island for much longer because everyone is getting grumpy and mean. Hopefully we will do more work and less play but right now everyone seems to be on vacation and no one realizes that we are stranded. I am ready for someone to come! PLEASE HELP! Thank you dairy for listening cause no one else will listen. I wonder if anyone else feels like no one listens to them? 

Well our huts fell over so I better get back to building. Good Night and talk with you tomorrow.

Sincerely,

Ralph