Lord Of The Flies-Personal Narrative

My eyes slammed shut, too afraid to peek at what I might find. I slowly start to open one eyelid, surprised to wake up with the rest of the boys. I realized that no time had passed since I left.
“I’M BACK!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, not being able to show how relieved I was.
I glanced around, looking for Simon, expecting him to come up behind me and give me a wedgie, but he wasn’t there.
“Do you know where Simon is?” I asked another boy.
“I haven’t seen him for awhile, I think he got adopted.”
“Pretty good for the rest of us, right?” he said.
“Yeah, I guess.”
Simon got adopted in this dimension but I am going to be the only one who really knows what happened.
A couple of weeks have passed with non stop nightmares. Nightmares about