Point of view from The Cay - Diary entry.

 Phillip:

Dear Diary,

It is around April 5th-6th. These past few days haven't gone to plan, everything was supposed to be alright but the opposite has happened. My boat was torpedoed and my mum is missing! I was suppossed to be safe now, living in america with my mother far away from the war. Before all of this crazy mess happened I was living happily on a small island with my family in Willemstad but now I am on this island, I have no idea where it is! but now with this old man. My head has been aching ever since we got here but Timothy says it will be alright, (Timothy is the old man) I don't know if I trust him though. 

Hi, It is a few days later from when I am writing this. Well actually Timothy is writing this for me because I can't see anymore apparently I was looking at the sun for too long according to him. But at least my head is better! Timothy says the blindness with go away within a few days, well that is what happened to someone else he said. I hope. 

Timothy:

Dear Diary,

Sometime in April. Well, we are officially stranded on this island probably near the Caribbean and we are going to see a ship pass by soon hopefully. I'm stuck with this young boy who has an injured head and he doesn't like me very much. I've made a shelter so Phillip and I can be sheltered from the sun because it is uncontrollably hot here on this island. 

Hello, It is me again. Phillips head is getting better it is the first day his head is not hurting but he is complaining about his eyes - maybe he was just looking at the sun for too long. I told him not to!