Dear Diary,

Today Mrs.Crow died and ever since Mr. Crow hasn't talked much.

I tried to cheer him up by giving him my favorite toy but he said he didn’t want it.

The other animals are worried for him.

I hope he feels better soon.

When I woke up the next day Mr. Crow was gone.

When I asked Father about it he said that Mr. Crow was sad so he fled into the night.

I miss Mr. Crow. I hope he comes back soon.

Dear Diary,

Today we landed although the ship crashed and we can’t leave.

I am excited to start my new life here. I miss my friends at home though.

But I think that I can make many new friends here! I am aiming for a Million new friends!

Dear Diary,

Father said we can’t leave the island ever no matter what.

I’m mad at Father.

He said before we left that I could go back and meet my friends again.

I am having trouble making friends on the island.

I wanna go home.

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I slowly read through the book as time passed.

Most of it seemed out of place and typical for a child to write about however, a few of them stood out.

“You think there's a boat on the island?”

Ezra said as he saw me finish the few pages.

“Maybe”

I muttered back, not thinking much about my response.

“More importantly supper is almost ready.” He said as he got up from where he was sitting.

I turned around to see that Bruno was cooking some seeds and berries that he had mixed.

I walked up to Bruno, the heat from the flame making me feel warm, and asked him

“where did you get a cooking pot and water?.

He looked up at me and said,

“We found a few utensils in the church earlier and the water came from a stream down the river luckily it wasn’t saltwater and we could use it.”

After a brief chat food was ready and we all ate in silence.

The food was not the best I had ever eaten but it was all that there was.

The atmosphere felt heavy with the situation and Matilda, who was still sitting in that corner, refused to move.

After supper, we all went and did our separate things again.

I wanted to ask them all about how they got here and if they had seen anything strange but whenever I wanted to do that I reminded myself of the rule:

do not discuss our meeting with those who you are not certain of their humanity.

The words that man said weighed heavily on me as I felt that they were ludicrous.

Why would I be talking to something not human?

It all felt so strange however, I still wanted to trust his words.

They felt like the only safety I had here.

As I was thinking about this Amar brought up an important topic.

The sleeping arrangements.

I hadn’t thought about it earlier but there was not a lot of space in the abandoned church and if you rolled onto a nail or something when you slept the wound would get infected.

Also, I didn’t think that anyone wanted to be near Matilda.

We found an old rug on the floor and put it on the bench for Annabelle and Wilson to sleep.

Cheryl and Jack took the floor farthest back and said that they didn’t need any covers and would huddle for warmth.

Amar and the Albino girl took the middle part of the floor closest.

I and Ezra took the closest part of the floor to the door.

It was probably the worst spot to take.

The outside wind would make you cold and if anything got into the church we would be attacked first.

We tried to find something to block the door but there wasn’t anything except a couple of rocks that would prevent rats and such but other humans could easily get in.

The only spot left for Bruno was next to Matilda and he seemed very uninterested in sleeping next to her.

He told the group

“I will just sleep outside”.

As he said that my stomach dropped as I remembered one of the rules.

``Never sleep outside the church”.

I said before he could leave

“Wait one sec!”.

He turned around to look at me and before I told him about the rule I felt a piercing gaze at the back of my head as if they were waiting for me to say it.

I felt like if I broke the rule I would die. My hands shaking at the pressure of the gaze from behind me.

Erza saw my nervousness and said

“He just was worried that you might get bitten by a snake or something.”

Bruno smiled and said

“Thanks for the worry but I can fight off any snake that tries. I'm pretty damn strong.”

After that, he walked out of the Church and sat around the corner. I stopped feeling the piercing gaze and turned to Erza to whisper thanks.

He put his finger to his lips as if not wanting me to say it and smiled at me.

He then turned over and fell asleep almost instantly on the cold hard floor.

Surprised at how fast he could fall asleep in the situation we were in, I sat there shocked for a second before turning the other way.

I layed on the cold hard floor.

I lay there wondering how I would be able to fall asleep with everything going on.

That gaze from earlier still caused me to go into a cold sweat when I thought about it.

I felt that I would have to thank Ezra when we woke up.

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Hours passed and I still couldn’t fall asleep.

I kept twisting and turning, thinking about past events and my newfound traumas.

I eventually decided to just close my eyes and count my breaths. After a few moments, I felt something touch my face.

I thought it was imaginary, however, it kept doing it.

I decided to try to ignore it and eventually it stopped. After it stopped I opened my eyes to see Matilda poking Ezra's face.

This was the first time I had seen her move since we got here.

After she did this to everyone she looked at a note that she pulled out of her pocket.

She looked at it for a moment before she put it back and walked out of the church.

I wanted to follow after her but I was too scared to leave the church at night.

I watched her walk into the forest before my eyes couldn’t take it anymore and I drifted off to sleep.