The Last View of Isla Nublar

When I was in the helicopter flying back to my house, I heard many people died including my dear grandpa, John Hammond. He died because he had been eaten by compys. I was so sad. I was too tired of alll this adventure. Dr.Grant told me that the island will be bombed, it was the only way to make sure everybody was safe. I looked down to the island. This would be the first and the last time I came here. The first time i came here it was green-coloured because of the trees. And now the last time i saw it, it was bright orange because of the fire. On the trip home, I feel asleep, to tired of everything. I was just glad to be alive with Tim-my brother.