Dear diary,
This is Ralph again back with a not so good entry. The plane has crashed and have landed in an island it seems. It is so hot that I had to take off my school sweater, my shirt is sticking to my body, and my fair hair is sticking to my forehead. Though I am not alone. I met an odd boy on the heavy side with ass-mar. Said they used to call him piggy ha! There seems to be no adults so I'm going to start thinking of what to do. I will write again as soon as I find shelter.
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