blog 11- The rescue

If there's smoke there must be people, I thought. As I stepped on the sand I saw a boy with long blond dirty hair. He had what looked like permanent dirt stuck to his face, arms and legs. I thought something might have happened to this kid because he was holding the side of his stomach and had blood on the bottom half of his body. I looked closer and saw behind this boy there were others. The other boys had paint on there face and spears in there hands, which looked like they were playing some kind of hunting game. Right then I started to wonder if there was any adults on this island?
"hullo" I said to the boy with blond hair.
"Hullo" he said quietly.
Are there any adults on this island? I questioned.
The blond haired boy had shook his head No. They must have liked that.
"Fun and games," I said.
There was so much smoke and I could see the fire spreading. There game must have gotten a little bit out of control.
"We saw your smoke, what have you been doing? It looks like a war has just ended.
The blond haired boy nodded. His face looked like something was wrong.
"Was anyone killed? I hope not," I said as the blond boy started to give me a sad look.
"Only two and there gone now"
I was shocked when I heard this.
"Two were Killed?!"
The boy nodded.
Some more kids were coming over to me but these kids looked younger. One kid came up to me and started to muter something.
I'm, I'm-"
I started to think, maybe these kids have been here for longer then I thought because this little kid has even forgot his name.
I wonder how many of these kids are there?
"We'll take you off. How many of you boys are there?"
No one said anything accept for the boy with blond hair, shook his head.
"Who's the boss of you boys?"
The blond hair boy said loudly, "I am"
How does he not no how many boys are on this island with them. This really made me think. What actually happened here?
"You don't know how many of you there are?"
"No sir" he answered politely
I thought British boys acted differently. More behaved.
"Your all British right? I would have thought you boys would have put on a better show then this."
The blond haired boy said sadly, "It used to be like that at first, but then-"
He stopped.
"We were together then-"
" I know just like the Coral Island" I said.
The blond haired boy gave me a dumb look.
I started to think again about what I had before, What happened on this island? Did kids kill other kids? I wondered. I thought that maybe they had been on this island so long that maybe they had all changed and started to imagine things that weren't real. And they started to separate because they had different ideas of stuff they liked and wanted and also if this thing they imagined was real.
I decide to turn away from the boys because they started to get sad so I wanted to give them time to pull themselves together. I looked at my cruiser and thought, I fight at wars and kill people. Maybe I'm more like these boys then I thought.