Blog Twelve

“Hey do you see all of the smoke?” I asked on of the other men on my ship.

“Yeah. Do you think it is a distress signal?” he asked.

“Maybe? I don't know. Well we should go check it out anyways just to make sure. We began to steer our ship to the little island. We docked on the beaches banks and I stepped off the ship and onto the shore.

“Hello anyone here!”I yelled. No answer.

Then all of the sudden a really dusty little boy pooped out of the jungle. He was panting and breathing heavily.

“Hello there” I said.

“Hello” he said

“Whats your name?”

“Its Ralph”

Then a group of crazy looking boys with face paint came out the jungle next. They all just stood behind Ralph. And one of them wore a little tattered hat. They were all making really loud ululations, but when they say me they stopped in there tracks and got really quite. Ralph seemed happy. The other boys seemed to cower a bit.

“So how did you get here?”

“Our plane was shot down”

“Any deaths on the island?”

“Yes sir. Two. Maybe even three.”

“Would anyone take leadership?”

“I do sir” said Ralph. Another boy had moved forward a bit but then moved back when he said that. I couldn't visualize what he was trying to tell me about the deaths so I asked the boy to elaborate.

“Well, it went like this” he said. But then he began to cry and so did all the other boys.

“Imma let you guys calm down a bit and then we can go. Why don't you get on the boat and when you are ready to talk we can talk”

All of the dirty little boys nodded there heads and began to walk with me to my ship. “Heave the anchor boys! Pull her up!We are ready to take off” I said.

“Lets got off this burned island. Theres too much smoke” I said.

Blog Eleven

Dear Reader of this Letter,

To who every might be reading this letter, we are stuck on a deserted island with no way out. We are with a group of boys. We think stealing is bad. And only bad people do that. Last night we got “jumped” by Jack tribe. And Piggy's glasses were stolen from us. Piggy cant see without them and he is as blind as a dog without them.

We decided to go to Castle rock to try to reason with them to give back the glasses.

When we got there Jack and Ralph began to go at it. Piggy was trying to reason with Jack but he did not listen. There argument got heated then out of a side of the fort an huge rock, thrown by Roger hit Piggy and sent him over the cliff. He fell to the bottom and red cover painted the water. And along with him went the conch. Shattered into a million pieces. Jack grabbed us and forced us to join his tribe. Not by free choice, but dictatorship. He beat us. Now the only boy left on the good side is Ralph. And Jack is planning on killing him. We don't know what to do. We don't want to get killed either. We need help so if anyone can help us please come as soon as possible

Sincerely,

Sam&Eric

Blog Ten

“How do you feel Ralph?” I asked.

“Its all my fault isn't it?” he said.

“What, you mean about Simon?”

“Yes, I could have saved him” he said as he gesticulated a saving motion.

“Yeah you could of. Well if you would also put you own life on the line” I said.

“What do you mean?”he asked.

“Well you saw how they smothered him. Don't you think they would have done the same for you if you would have tried to intruded?” I said.

“It was dark. It was all a big mistake.” he said. Just thinking about last night makes me shudder.

“Well it is what it is no?” I said. I could feel the phosphorescence sun gleaming down on us.

“I feel guilty” he said.

“Don't we all”

Inside I knew that we had participated in Simon's death. Its just I could let Ralph notice. He was loosing it enough.

Later on that night while we all slept we heard something outside of a hut.

“PIGGY! WHERE ARE YOU PIGGY!”

Ralph and I awoke and he tolled me not to say a word. Before I knew it I was being beaten and there was fist going everywhere. Kicks punches all sorts of things. There was no way of telling who was who. But then they left. We were all beaten up pretty good. Then I notices that they had stolen my glasses. And they also took with them the power to make fire. Which mean the power of getting rescued is gone also. How could they do this. How could they be so selfish.

Blog Eight & Nine

My conversation with the Lord of the Flies was scary. It talked in a scary voice. It tolled me that we couldn't escape it because it lives in each and every one of us. It kept on calling me a stupid little boy. It asked me what I was doing there. It also asked me if I was afraid of it. I said I wasn't. But when I answered my body became a bit tremulous in fear. Just a little bit of fear though. It tolled me that we were going to have fun on the island. I then fainted.

I then awoke. I could feel a trickle of rain come down from the sky and land on my face. I could feel warm blood running on my face. My nose was bleeding. I could feel lit running down my nose, gushing out. After a while some of the blood just dried up round my mouth. I began to walk back. I came to see something moving in the wind. I went to go to go see what it was. I noticed that it was a dead guy. He had a parachute on. It was a big blue parachute. With the rough winds the dead man acted like the puppet. The man was the puppet the strings were the branches the air was the puppeteer. He danced around. Everything he would move the flies would fly of the decomposed face and land back on. I was knelt on my knees. I felt bad. This body should be in the ground, not dangling from some tree atop a mountain. I thought to myself this is what we were so afraid of? This is harmless. And the others must know. I began to stagger down the mountain to inform the others of what i had discovered. I was trying to run at a steadfast speed but it was no use.

I could see that nobody was at the beach. Maybe they went over to Jacks side. Well I went. I could see a little glimmer of light. So I followed it. I heard voices. So I walked closer to tell them about the beast. Hopefully theres no corruption going on. And I hope they believe me. Well I guess we'll find out soon.

Blog Seven

That afternoon the hunters and I had found some pig droppings. Jack thought it would be a good idea if we went pig hunting while we were looking for the beast. Ralph tagged along for the hunt. After a while we tracked down a boar.
“That looks like fun tot kill” Jack said
“Yup. Sure does” I said.
“Looks delicious” said Robert.
“GO!” Jack said.
Spears were flinging toward the creature.
“I got him!” said Ralph.
“Through here he is running away!”
The pig was trying to find its covert so it could be safe.
“Get’em!”
“I did! My spear hit him in the snout and it stuck in a bit” Ralph said.
Every one kept running. We came to some rocks at the edge of the sea.
“Darn! He’s gone!” said Jack.
“I got him! I did! Did ya see?!” Ralph said excitedly.
“I did” said Maurice as he nodded.
“Well why you didn’t grab him!” Jack said infuriated.
“Well…” Ralph said sagely.
“Do you see this?” Jack said.
He held up his arm and he showed off a gash on his arm.
“The pig did this to me with his tusks” he said.
“Well I hit him!” Ralph said.
“Still look at my arm” Jack said.
Ralph felt bad. I could tell.
“I threw my spear like this!” Robert said mockingly. He was trying to get to Ralph. All of the boys began to laugh. At the moment we were poking Robert with our spears. He was acting like the pig. Making the noises and acting like a pig.
“Make a ring” Jack said.
We all gathered around Robert. We poked him with our stick. At first he sounded like he was playing but after a few seconds he began to sound serious.
“Stop your hurting me! Stop it!” he screamed. He began to snivel a bit.
Someone hit him with the butt of the spear in his back and he blundered around in the middle.
“Hold him down!”
They got his arms and legs. Ralph grabbed Eric’s spear and began to poke at Robert.
“KILL HIM! KILL HIM!”
Jack had him by the hair. He also had his knife out. Everyone was trying to get closer. We became a mob. We were all caught up in the hunt so we turned on one of our hunters. Jack put his hand down. We were all making pig dying noises. Then we went quiet. We listen to him snivel.
“That was a fun game” Jack said.
“Yeah a game” Ralph said.
I thought to myself, next time we play this game we ought to use a littlelun. One by on we stood up.
“Well let’s go up to look for the beast then”
“Shouldn’t we go back to Piggy?” said Maurice.
“Yah we should. We can go up there in the morning” the twins said.
Everyone debated. It seemed like an infinite amount of voices to me. I couldn’t tell who was talking. It was getting a bit darker. We decided to go. We began to walk to the mountain. I don’t really like Ralph. He’s a good leader in a way. But I think jack would make a better one.

Blog 6

Blog Five

I sat in a patch of flowers. The was all different type of flowers all around me. The sun gleaming down on me. It warmth ness, warmed me. All the flowers around were beautiful. The pink and blue flowers looked at me. It was silent and I lay down and I could see a little ladybug on one of the leafs of the flowers. I looked at it and I noticed that it was eating some leafs. It took off and flew to another flower. I was bored of watching the ladybug when I noticed a little bunny. It was a really really really cute bunny. Like the ones you see on the Telitubbies show. I went up to the bunny and it looked at me and it came onto my lap. I was petting the bunny, and feeding it carrots. The bunny was jus chillen on my lap. Then another little bunny came and hoped by and the bunny on my lap followed it. Then the bunny that hoped by came up to me. I decided to pet it and it bit me. It really hurt. All of the sudden massive, dark clouds began to cover the sky. You could hear thunder. Then bunny was scared away by the thunder. So it jumped away. My bite really hurt. The dark black clouds then let out some sprinkles of rain then it began to pour. My day was ruined.