Friday, 4 February 2011

Poor Miranda.

Friday 19th September.

Dear diary,
I cannot descibe in words how angry I am! I thought I could trust Caliban! I can't! Let me explain what happened...
This morning, I went shell collecting to see what I could find, if I was lucky I could sell them and get money to buy food for Caliban and I, when suddenly Miranda ran up to me with tears running down her smooth cheeks, she was shouting my name as if she was distraught! I sat her down on the sand to calm her down, she told me that Prospero had raped her. I was blown away. Lost with words. Asking so many questions I felt like a news reporter. I never in a million years thought Caliban was this type of person. I thought wrong, he is out of my friends list for good, I was so angry that I now have control of him! He's my servent and hopefully this will be pay back for what he's done!

Sincerely,
Prospero.

Meeting New Friends.

Wednesday 20th August.

Dear diary,
Today has been a very memorable day, I was with Miranda catching some fish on the island when I a man looking very confused, I could tell by his facial expression that he needed help, so I stood up and handed Miranda the rod.
The guy was called Caliban and was very nice, a storm had hit the ship he was on and left them shipwrecked on the island. He asked where you could get food or water; Caliban thought it would take him and the ship mates at least 2 weeks to get the ship up and running. Me? Useless at technical problems, but as the nice man I can be, I went to the ship to see if there was anything I could do. To my knowledge there wasn't, instead I showed the people on deck where to catch good fish and where to hunt good birds, they didn't seem intrested, but their fake smile made my day. I hope that Caliban and I keep in touch because he seems like a nice man and is very keen on fishing, maybe this will bring us together.

Sincerley,
Prospero.