Dear Journal,

It's been what, three weeks, sorry I didn't write for a long time. I usually save the pages and try to write every month. This however has been an exception due to everything that has been happening. Over these three weeks I've been noticing that Abaddon is a huge jerk. Sure, he's useful but he's a huge jerk. Abaddon doesn't clean up after he eats and trust me, he eats so messy. He also just doesn't talk to me during the most important times. One time there was a storm and he didn't talk to me, while I was running for my life. The tent was destroyed during the storm. I put it back to its original state and then Abaddon told me it wasn't good enough and that he would improve it. Thanks, Abaddon, for improving a tent that was ruined during a storm that I fixed alone.

Anyway, today I went to get food at the north west section of the island, where the trees grow long. I walked to the coconut tree and climbed up. A cut off the coconuts one by one. I climbed down and then went to our shelter. I would have hated to say it, but Abaddon did actually improve our shelter. Abaddon transformed my tent made by leaves and branches into a two-story small hut. My part was the top, while his part was the first story. We always had meals together due to him commanding it. I entered our hut and put down two coconuts for Abaddon. The hut was only big enough to fit Abaddon at most. At the right of the door, there was a hole big enough for me in the shape of the square in the ceiling. There was a branch underneath it for me to climb on. I climbed on that branch to my part of the hut. I cracked the coconut and started drinking the milk.

Then Abaddon called out, "Hey, got some fish." I dropped down to Abaddon's part and grabbed some fish.

"Remember to come down for dinner." He stated.

I nodded, and then he left to go gallop elsewhere. I always wondered where he left, but I didn't ask. I felt my voice dry, so I went to the lake. The lake was in the middle of the island while the hut was on the southwest. It took an hour for me to get there. I looked in the lake for a time. When I looked at my skin, it was as black as ever. I drank some water and saw my mom.

It was out of nowhere. I walked up to her, but as soon as I got to her, she disappeared. When I was eight, she left us. 'She was a coward for that,' I thought. I decided to go back to the hut. I was probably a little late for lunch, so Abaddon was going to hate me. I walked back and got there an hour later. I started seeing the hut, and Abaddon was staring at me.

When I got close enough, he started yelling at me, "Where were you?!" His dark eyes commanded me to tell him. But I just stared into them.

"Are you going to tell?" He questioned this time in a lighter tone.

"I was getting water. We should set our hut closer to the lake." I stated in a flat tone.

"You have a point," he stated in the same flat tone I used.

Abaddon went into the hut and got my lunch. It was just a crab meal with coconut. I went to my part and ate my lunch there. We didn't talk for a time. We discussed the idea of moving our hut, later on.

"If we move our hut, we won't be that close to the ocean," Abaddon said.

"If we don't move our hut, then I won't get fresh water," I said, "We'll talk about this later."

The next day we discussed the idea of moving the hut. I understood both our points. I wanted to move the hut because I needed to be near freshwater. His point was that he needed salt water to live. At one point, I thought of just sneaking away on my own. But then I remembered the deal. We have very different needs. I think that's all that is keeping us together. Honestly, he's arrogant. I knew guys like him back in my old neighborhood. Most of them got beaten up and almost died. Well, not all of them. I too was once arrogant.

I used to taunt people and sometimes almost beat them up. Yes, little old Jeffrey beat people up. My dad was gone working so long that I wasted my time treating people like garbage. I hate what I did. My scar will always be a reminder of the garbage person I was. I guess I was Abaddon, but a dumb kid. If Abaddon is a god, then he's had many other years to live so, he shouldn't be a dumb kid. I can't wait until this deal is over. Wait I might be having a hallucination. Abaddon might be fake.

What if he is fake? What if this a hallucination? I might be crazy. Why would I imagine a jerk? Did I want to punish myself? Why would I want to do that? Do I think I deserve this? Wait am I dead. Am I in heck? Is Abaddon a demon? Is Abaddon my punisher? Wait a sec I need to go outside it's really dark. Okay the moonlight is making able so I can write and freak out. I might be in heck why what did I do? I mean yes, I was a jerk when I was younger, but now? What did I do now? Did I not spend enough time with my dad? I couldn't. But, when did I die? How did I die? Did I die when I feel into the water? Did I die in the storm? Did I die when I starve, somewhere at some time?

Okay, I need to calm down. I'll write to you in a month. Bye.