Chapter one

The Island

Somehow, don't ask why, I managed to get on Dino island without wanting to. But ever since I could remember I learnt how to survive in the…what people call wilderness. How rude of me. My name is Lilly. Lilly Hunter. How I got on the island? Well it all started with me not wanting to be with my older sister who thinks that she can get everything she wants. That's one of the most annoying thing about siblings. How long I've been here? I'll give one of the most logical answers ever known to man. Heck should I know!

I had to close Exit P13. Don't ask why I called the exit that. I thought it'd be cool. There's only one exit to the fallen over truck. I'm no Dino expert but I do know that these little creatures that are talking to one another are small but they're not stupid. Also they're carnivores. I always knew that animals were smart. But that Jessica Moor would keep on saying how dumb animals are. I think she's the dumb one…

I heard some soft of roar. I don't know what it was but I'm dead sure it's ether a T-rex or some other carnivore. I'll have to stop writing for now. The little Dino things are gone. I've only been watching nature shows ever since I was small and I know for a fact that total silence isn't good.

-Lilly Hunter.

It wasn't a T-rex that roared. I'm a sad, sad person. Some years ago I used to be able to name Dinos from A-Z. I may not be able to name it but I can try describing what that creature looked like. It was pretty tall. Like about thirty to thirty-five feet tall. It walked on two legs. It had long claws in its forepaws (Note: I may be saying the wrong thing but you're not the ones stuck on this crazed island); I bet they could shred a lion into pieces. Its head was like that of a crocodile. Teeth gleaming. They make you shiver from just looking at them. And last (Another Note: If you can name it good for you now be quiet) it has a weird back that looks like parts of a spine. I'm guessing it's used to warm the body when not hunting. Like Stegosaurus only the back part it attached because of the skin.

You wouldn't believe me if I said I was scared. Lilly Hunter scared? You'd thought that because my last name's Hunter I wouldn't scare so easily. Well, guess what! You're dead wrong. (Note: I'm writing a lot to calm my nerves and stop shaking) I'm the easiest prey to pick on. Then again all humans are. The only thing's that's been keeping me alive is, yes what anyone would say, my brains. Thankfully a herd of Raptors came chasing their favorite prey. When the carnivores were gone, the bigger ones, I sighed in great relief.

Why didn't I just try out running the brute? One reason is because I don't know the island as well enough to survive. Second, there are Raptors that can easily hide in the greenery. Then they'd jump me. That's the scary thing. I've been doing what only a sensible person would do. I knew that I had to disguise my smell. So, I've been rubbing dirt and sometimes pour mud all over myself. I've started to map out when the carnivores get hungry. That's when I'll need to hide. Also, I'm figuring out when would be the best time to make quick trips. I know that I can't hide in the truck forever. I just need to be smart is all I need to do. I better go. I think this might be one of those times when it's best to go. But just in case I'm packing a meal and this journal here.

-Lilly Hunter.

I'm back. Usually I'd write the dates that any journal writer would do but I don't know what date I'm on. I can only guess that I've been on the island for about three days or more. I'm writing all this while sitting on a stiff tree with thick braches and leaves. I've noticed that there aren't any herbivores eating from this tree but then again I could be wrong. It's early in the morning. Most dinosaurs would be sleeping now. This tree is a good point view. I can see all the plains and woodlands. Well, I shouldn't say woodlands. The trees look more like a jungle. I stop here and there listening and looking around. I'm making sure that certain creatures are not watching me.

My heart skipped a beat there for a moment. A long-necked Dino forced a tree down. Boy, am I thankful it wasn't my tree. There's a whole herd of those herbivores. Brachiosaurus, I think. Being like Dr. Grant I watched them quietly. Not daring to make a sound. Then there came a herd of Parasaurolophus. You should have seen my. My mouth was all agape at hearing the deep hoots of these creatures. There were other herds of herbivores. Some of them heavily armored. Others, I'd guess, depended on their speed to get away from predators. It was amazing. To watch them move.

Who ever says animals are stupid are dead, double dead wrong. I knew that I couldn't stay in the tree forever so, despite my fear of being attacked by raptors, I went among the herd. My first theory is that a herb of animals would have a look out. Some of the smaller animals gave sounds of warning when I came by. I knew I had to keep my distance from the bigger one. Some of the big herbivores kept a close eye on me. It's obvious that they've met with people before. I noticed that some of the smaller herbivores were eating berries. I went over to them. At first they raced away from me. After they noticed that I took some of the ripe berries and ate them. (Note: I waited to see if I was poisoned but I had a theory that small animals were like birds. They could tell you what berries were poisonous or not just from observing them)

After they saw that I was harmless they sort-of came closer but kept their distance. Whenever they moved I moved along with them. I knew that staying in one area was very dangerous. I'm so glad that I had relatives who grew farm animals. Dinosaurs aren't like farm animals but it's good to have some idea on how to act towards animals that are bigger or smaller than you. After getting tired of walking and standing I climbed up one of the big trees. I did eat a little but not a lot. I moved into the shade cause the day was getting very hot. Not having sun screen I couldn't stay out in the sun for very long. I going to put the book down and watch these animals. I'm not good at writing the behavior of animals but I'm sharp at observing them.

-Lilly Hunter

Shoot! I fell asleep! At least I didn't fall off the tree. But what woke me up was the fact that it became quiet. Too quiet. I knew that it wasn't a good moment to get off the tree. Quickly I rubbed the leaves, which was within arm reach, and rubbed them all over me. I knew they weren't poisonous cause I made a mental note to watch the long-necked creatures and what they ate. The leaves I was rubbing on me arms, legs, and face were what those creatures ate. But I knew that something was going to happen.

One of the animals made a loud warning of a predator coming. I held my breath thinking that a T-rex was coming. The herd started running and about three or four Albertosaurus raced after one of the older creatures. I watched awed at the way they cornered their prey. The prey couldn't escape. I couldn't believe with my own eyes what I was seeing. The carnivores were like the bigger version of wolves. Hours passed and I knew that they were using the sun's rays to weaken their captive. After about three to four hours the herbivore gave in. The leader killed it and was the first to start eating.

Most people would want to get out of the scene. So did I but I knew there was a problem to this. I had to wait cause where there was the smell of fresh meat there was bound to be more carnivores coming. Man! I hate it when I'm right. A group of Raptors came. I couldn't see them but I could hear them. Then one of the Raptors came into the plains. They kept their distance knowing to let the bigger ones eat first. It felt like an eternity by the time the As were done. The Alpha male gave the signal for them to come to the carcass to feast on what was left.

I couldn't help but watch them. There was only one alpha male as far as I could tell. I thought it would be best if I waited for the Raptors to finish eating. But something told me to leave. Which I did. So, now here I am in the truck again. But I made sure to cover my tracks. I'm going to have to go to sleep. My other goal besides observing these animals is to gather food. I'm afraid I'm going to have to rip one of the pages out to make a map and write the territories that the carnivores have so as to avoid them to my best abilities.

-Lilly Hunter.

This I believe to be the eighth day of being stranded on the island. I've found at least three roots that the small herbivores eat. Lately I've been gathering them. I tried a small bite to see if they were poisonous. Besides the vulgar taste they're safe. I'll also need to find some place where humans inhabited cause Dr. Grant said that humans lived here while doing experiments. I know that would have to be true cause this truck didn't get left here on purpose. There has to be some place where I can find food supplies. The food here is going low. I've gathered some mud from yesterdays' heavy rain.

I hope that while I'm looking for food supplies I could find a radio and radio for help. But I can't have high hopes for that. The best thing I need to do is find another hiding place and move there and here whenever necessary.

-Lilly Hunter.