Blog 9-The Fight(Piggy)

The fight was really scary for me, my assmar was really acting up. Ralph and Sam n’ Eric were fighting the hunters. I didn’t do anything, I feel so worthless. I can’t do anything cause my assmar. Everyone was helping fight them off while I just got beat up. At one point I got stifled, so I just saw a phosphorescent glow.
Everything is falling apart, my specs are gone and I can’t see. Simon is uh….I Shuddered. Jack has taken my specs I wont be able to see now. I wish Jack would of never been on this island. I wish my auntie was here. I wish so many things. Maybe we could build a boat or send a letter to my aunite. I got up and walked away from where I was. I wasn’t sure where I was going because I couldn’t see, but I was going there. I felt my way to a plam and sat down in the shade. I sat there listening to nature for about an hour, Then Ralph came up,

“You alright Piggy?”

“Yeah I’m alright. They took my specs though,”

“I know. Jack took them, I tried to fight ‘em off, but…”

Ralph just trailed off,

“Want some fruit?” he gesticulated. I could barly make out the movements, but I did.

“Sure,” I said.

Ralph handed me a piece of fruit and left. I smothered myself as I ate it 'cause I was so hungry. So I went to find Ralph, maybe he had more fruit.

"Ralph is that you?"

"Yeah," I sat down and started to talk, " Ralph you know what happened and I need to say that it was......" I paused for a moment, then regained my words, " It was MURDER!" I couldn't believe I said that, but I did.

Blog 8- The Feast (Simon)

I saw The lord of the flies hanging there on that stick and he began to talk to me,
"Your a silly little boy. An ignorant, silly little boy. Well then, you'd better run off and play with the others. They think you're batty. You don't want Ralph to think you're batty, do you? And Piggy, and Jack? What are you doing out here all alone? Aren't you afraid of me? There isn't anyone to help you. Only me. And I'm the Beast." I was beginning to get nervous. I was trembling too. The Lord of the flies continued,
"You knew, didn't you? I'm part of you? Close, close, close! I'm the reason why it's no go? Why things are what they are? Come now, get back to the others and we'll forget the whole thing," My head wobbled and my eyes were half closed almost as though I was imitating The Lord of the Flies. "This is ridiculous. You Know perfectly well you'll only meet me down there-so don't try to escape!" My body was arched and very stiff. The Lord of the Flies I realized sounded alot like a schoolmaster. He continued again,
"This has gone far enough. My poor misguided child, do you think you know better than I do?" The lord paused and then continued some more,
"I'm warning you. I'm going to get angry. D'you see? You're not wanted. Understand? We are going to have fun on this island! so don't try it on, my poor misguided boy, or else-" Suddenly I was looking into the mouth of the pig head.
"-Or else, we shall do you? See? Jack and Roger and Maurice and Robert and Bill and Piggy and Ralph. Do you. See?" I fell into the mouth and became unconscious
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Later I woke up and started to walk through the forest. The creepers were so thick you would almost think it was a wall. I was thinking about all the corruption that had happened on the island. My gaze was steadfast on one point, the light that came from a fire. I thought that they must have moved camp and started a fire there. So I started to head toward the fire. Then I decided I should go up to the mountain and see if the beast was real. When I got up there I saw something moving with the wind, up and back down. Almost as of it was bowing. I came closer and I saw that it was a dead parachutist and his parachute was pulling him like a puppet. So I untangled him from the rocks. After that the smell hit me and I threw up till my stomach was empty. Then I headed down to camp or what I thought was camp.
I heard a chant and saw everyone dancing around. They seemed like they were attacking something or pretending to. So I started to come out but I fell and had to crawl out in a sort of demented way. I heard screaming and they were saying something about the beast. I just tried to yell and tell everyone about the parachutist. Then everyone gathered around me and I was being beat up, ripped at, clawed. They became the beast. At least it felt like that. The blood started to trickle down my face. After that everything was a blur and soon I was knocked out and then the worst happened, I got to see my own body being left on the beach with the blood slowly coming out. At least I would be in nature and now I wont have to put up with the world anymore.

Blog 5- The Dream

Melanie walked down the street listening to the outside world. She crossed the street and sat down at a bus stop. She looked around; a small child was helping his mother bring in groceries. Another child was sitting on the curb quietly; she looked confused, sad or maybe even angry. The girl was holding something close and cried. Then the girl’s mother came out and comforted her. Looking up you would see clouds forming and small drops coming down. The rain splattered on the ground, nobody bothered getting an umbrella; they just let the rain come and soak them. Fog started to roll in, Melanie seemed to hear music as did everyone else. It was here favorite song “Here comes the sun,” the bus came and she got on. Then everything went black as her alarm clock went off.

Blog 4-The Ship! (Ralph)

Why can't they act normally? We don't need me, Do we? How do I know what we need? Am I the right person to be chief? How do adults deal with all this?
I just layed there under a palm. I was thinking of being rescued and if I was a good leader. No wonder adults are always stressed, and always say you'll be able to handle it when your older. Finally I understand, when I get home I will do anything my parents need me to. I whimpered alittle bit and one small tear fell down my cheek. I looked out into the now familiar mirage. This was all so preposterous. We were all acting like fools, childish fools. maybe I wasn't the right person to be chief maybe Jack should be..... I was implying somthing about myself that I didn't like. How could I be saying this? Jack was the one who started the maddness. I am malevolent towards Jack, he has no right of being this way. I am still chief.... Right? This is irrelevent, What am I saying Jack could never be chief. I looked up and out into the horizon. Could it be?!?! Yes it is! I jumped up shouting "A ship! A ship!" I could not belive my eyes, but there it was a small line of smoke drifting up into the sky. Suddenly I had to aske Simon "Is the fire going?" We all knew the dreadful truth, I ran as fast as I could toward the fire. It was out, nobody was watching it, and The ship was gone. I stood there, In shame. If I could not even get kids to stay and watch a fire what good am I for chief. Out of no where I heard "kill the pig.cut her throat. spill her blood." It was a chant, Jack was leading the group and Sam n' Eric were holding the pig on a spear. When They came up to me I looked into the pigs eyes, They where an opalenscent color. I only had one thing to say to Jack.... "You let the fire go out," Jack just laughed it off and said
"We can start a new one,"
"There was a ship," Jack didn't seem to care he just went on ranting about how they closed in on the pig and when the spears hit her there was a shrill noise. He said to close in on her they moved in a gyration. I was incredulously, who would kill a pig then find out a ship was near and not even care. Jack is so childish and needs to start acting his age.

Blog 3- Pigs, huts, and people(Jack)

I had my nose so close to the ground I could smell the dirt. I crept forward slowly, trying to be furtive. I put my hand down and a barb stuck into it. I yelped, bewildered at what had happened. I stood up to go back. I didn't realize how oppressive the heat was till now. I was walking back a new way to hopfuly find a pig. I held my spear upright and walked along silently, with a glimmer in my eye, I saw pig dropings and deeper tracks in the ground. I ran as I heard the sound of their hoofs hitting the hardened path. I saw one and shot my spear at it. The small animal squieled. I ran towards it, but tendrils blocked my way. I was mad, I had wounded the animal. Why not killed it. I looked around as I walked back to the lagoon. The trees with all the flowers and fruits looked festooned. When I got back Ralph just flaunted what he had done. He had worked on the huts all day....... who cared about the huts, we want meat. I guess I was being inscrutable because he seemed to not understand the need for the meat.