Dear Piggy’s Aunt,
I was one of your nephew’s friends. When we first arrived on the island Piggy and I became really good friends. He helped take care of the little ones and build the huts. He also helped keep the fire going to signal anyone to save us. One day a few of the other older kids stole Piggy’s glasses. We chased them up to the mountain and one of the kids pushed some rocks of a cliff. Sadly they landed on your nephew killing him. But even though he is dead he will always be in my heart. Helping me survive on the island.
Sincerely,