My stay at the island has been a disaster. I hate this place! I just don't think this place is for me, but it's good to stay away from all the people who don't care about me. I'm angry because they sent me here, being in jail would have been a better choice for me.
The day was almost over when I thought of burning the shelter down, and I found some matches and some stove oil to get the shelter on fire. I realized that the atoow that Garvey gave me wasn't burnt. The day went by really slow. I had nothing better to do here, but it would have been the same if i was in jail, too.
I was about to do something, when I saw this white figure pass, I turned around and saw this huge, white, ghost-like bear. I tried to scare it away but it wasn't afraid of me. I wanted to kill it. It disappeared and I knew it would come back so I had to be ready and kill that coward! Everything and everyone is afraid of me, and this bear better be afraid, or else I'll give it what I've got, which is killing it!
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