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.

Blog Four

Jack is going crazy. He is becoming obsessive about killing pigs and he won’t help us out. He’s become very hard to deal with. The hunters follow him like little ducklings. When they go hunting they paint their face with clay and charcoal so they can camouflage. Piggy and I were on the beach when we saw a ship. I thought I was dreaming. Is it a mirage?

“Piggy do you see that?” I said.

“I think I do”

“It looks like a ship”

“I think it is Ralph”

“We can be saved Piggy!”

“The signal fire! It’ll work right?!”

“Wait the signal fire is out Ralph!”

“No we have to be saved!”

We tried to start the fire back up. We ran to the mountain but it was no use. The ship was gone.

“No! This could have been our only chance!”

“Piggy, there could be more ships. Well I think?”

I was so furious with Jack. It was his job to keep the fire going. How could he just ignore his duties? His actions were preposterous. He needs to take care of his business. Piggy then began to whimper.

“It’s okay Piggy”

I was just trying to make him feel better, but inside I was mad. We went back down to the beach and we say Jack and his hunters. They were covered in blood and they were chanting a song. A song that was really disturbing. They carried a pig on a stake that two boys carried on their shoulders. Some boys were dancing. They were moving around in weird gyrations.

“Jack where have you been?!”

“Ralph we went hunting. Didn’t we boys!?!”

“Yeah! Kill the beast. Slit it throat, spill its blood!” the boys chanted.

“You were supposed to be here watching the fire!” I yelled

“You should have seen that pig shrill! It was great, and then I stabbed it.”

“I don’t want to know about you killing some stupid pig”

“What are you implying?”

“Well I don’t care!”

“So you’re calling me stupid?”

“No I’m saying… Uh! Forget it! What you’re saying is irrelevant! You were supposed to be here watching the fire! And you can’t even do that! A ship passed and the fire was out! How do you plan on us getting rescued! A ship has to see us! And the only way that is going to happen is if they see the smoke!” Piggy said.

He looked at me with an incredulous look on his face.

“It’s my job?”

“Yes! You guys need to grow up and act mature! Stop acting like little children!” Piggy said.

Jack then slapped Piggy. He slapped him so hard he broke one of the lenses on his glasses.

“Don’t you ever dare to tell me to “grow up” Jack said staring down at Piggy.

“Back off Jack! Leave’em alone!” I said malevolently.

“Whatever” Jack said.

I think he’s final lost it. Hopefully he doesn’t loose it even more.

Blog Three

I came out from the jungle. Through the tendril I could see a glimmer of light from the ocean and i could hear a faint voice. It was Ralph. I walked up to him and asked him

“Why do we have to build huts, that's not very important. We should hunt. Stop wasting your time with silly and unnecessary things”

“Jack we need shelter. Why don't you come and help us build?”

“Well, Ralph, we should go hunt for meat”

“Can you just stop!You have become a bit obsessive Jack”

“Well I don't think that this is very important Ralph”

“Well, you know what, just think about the good of the “community. Think like Piggy”

I had a bewildered look on my face and I thought to myself, is he serious. Think like Piggy! Are you serious. Piggy shouldn't even be talking. His ideas aren't all that great. I knew if I was leader I would do thing way different. I would have fun. Fire building, hunting for meat. Being ordered around isnt very fun.

“Well do you see this spear in my hand?” I said.

“Yeah” he said.

“This means I am a hunter, and I HUNT!”I said as I flaunted my spear in front of him.

“You see the tip of the spear is as sharp as a barb”

“Jack, just stop acting so inscrutable” he said.

“I'm not” I said. “Your hut building just doesn't interests me.”

“Well even if you are trying to act furtive, you should still help us” he said.

I looked at the jungle. All of the branches and vines festooned at the tree tops.

“Well your acting in a very oppressive way towards me. And I think i should have to build huts”

I think that Ralph should be impeached. Then I can be leader, and that way I can do all the things my way.

Blog Two

"YEAH! LETS START A FIRE!"
"Sounds like mighty good fun"
"Lets do it"
"We need to make rules! Keep everything in order!" I said scornfully. "Make a list so we don't loose anyone,that sounds like a mighty fine idea doesn't it?"
These boys were running round like savages, very tumultuous The only thing on there mind was fire now. Doesn't anyone care about order and rules but me. Ralph seemed very into this. Well i wasn't. I wanted to be with the conch. It holds all the power. Why does a stupid little fire matter really. I know it's so we can be saved, or for cooking but it's not the most important thing right now. I don't really like to get along with other boys, especially my age. They seem to act to, well, childish. Immature if you know what I mean.
"We are going to need wood"
"Yeah, wood!"
They set out looking for wood for the fire. Scavenging in the jungle for wood, well I don't want to tag along. They came and dropped the wood in a pile.
"How are we going to start it?"
"Does anyone have matches?"
"I think he does"
"No him"
They were all wondering how they were going to start it. I looked out of the corner of my eyes and i could see these three boys staring at me.
"What about his glasses?"
"Yeah we could use them to burn the wood"
All of the sudden all of the crowd looked at me and just stared.
"Yeah"
"We could do that. Use them kinda like a magnify glass"
They were all just looking at me. Like a child through a toy store window. Looking with irresistible eyes.
"NO!Not my specs!I need them too see. Without them I would be as blind as a dog" Some boys were being very officious with me. Before I could say anything else I was surrounded.
"Let me go!I can't see!I can't even see my own hand!" I shrieked.
Jack was the one who snatched my glasses off.
"Just give'em back!You'll break'em!" I yelled I could see a blur of what seemed to be Ralph kneeling by the pile of wood.
"Stand out of the sun" the figure said. By the sound of the voice I could tell it was Ralph. I trusted him more than I did Jack with my specs. I don't like Jack there is something about that boy that makes stomach turn. I think being in the jungle for this time, might have warped their minds. I nimbly walked throught the crowd of boys to see Ralph light the fire with me specs. After he lite the fire he handed me back my glasses. I sat down with the conch in my lap.
"GET MORE WOOD" Ralph said.
Everyone went running for more wood. By the looks of this event seems like this is going to be a wild ride.

Blog One

I had been walking for about an hour minutes. My clothes were soaked and I had been clambering in the humid jungle. At least I wasn't the only one. I would have been terrified to been in the jungle all by myself. All of us were in our school uniforms and all of us were covered with water and now from walking through the jungle we were covered in mud. I decided to take my uniform off and when I did this a cold breeze rushed through the jungle and this caused me to quiver for a second. By now some of the boys seemed to start getting a but cold, and a bit sick. One of the boys in my group, well his face became very pale, a pallor look on his face. I went up to him to ask him if he was okay.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah, I think so” he said.

“Well you don't look so good there”I replied.

“I just feel a bit hungry, is all”he said.

“Well maybe we could find some food for you before you pass out from hunger”

“Yeah, that sounds like a very good idea” he said.

We all walk around a little just looking up into the trees and looking at the plants on the ground. There was a jumble of plants all around us. But I wasn't sure if we could eat any of these plants. I knew what ever type of real food we would find, that these boys would devour it. As we walked through the hot,steamy, jungle the vines dangling from the trees felt very grating. They were every where. The jungle was a very filthy place. Mud, branches and many other things. Walking through it wasn't a day at the park. One of the boys in my group was very decorous. He kept on wining about walking through the jungle. He said it was disgusting, I didn't mind it much. I was to busy speculating on how I would be saved. I wanted to go home as soon as possible. Being stranded wasn't what i wanted. We hadn't gone that deep into well at least I think so. Then a heard a strident noise that filled the air. Sounded like some kind of a whistle or something. We followed the noise until we got to the beach. I could see some boys standing at the shore. Nice to see some more faces.

“Hello there” I said.

I could see a group of about 5 boys standing there but more kept coming so I couldn't count at the moment. There was a skinny one and a really chubby one. We formed a small circle like ring round the two boys. One of them was holding a really big, shiny shell. I began to make conversation with one of the boys next to me.

“Nice to meet you”

“Nice too meet you too”

“Where have you been?”

“Well we walked around in the jungle for a bit looking for something to eat. What about you?”

“Well we were too walking around and we made it to what I think is a lagoon”

“Really, I think i would have seen that”

While the two boy stood there talking, I had been conversing with the young gentlemen next to me. I was totally oblivious to what was going on until the crowd broke out in a hysterical laughter. All I heard was...

“PIGGY!”

“OH PIGGY!”

Laughter was coming from even the smallest children. I asked one on the boys quietly,

“What happened?”

He told me,”Well one of those chaps over there just vainly said that that chaps name right there is Piggy”

I looked up and the chubby boy went very pink, bowed his head and cleaned his glasses again. I didn't see much humor in this. The laughing continued. I felt like i had to interpose on what was happening but I did not.

“Stop it, my name isn't Piggy!” he said with indignation in he voice he yelled to the crowd. The boys looked at each other in quandary, but still continued to giggle.

Time passed and we continued to talk.

“Seems to me we ought to have a chief”

“A chief”

“Yeah a chief”

“Can I be chief!”

The boy holding the conch, Ralph, said, “Well we can't all be chief.

“Lets have a vote”

“Yes!”

“Vote for chief!”

“Lets vote-”

“Quite down then, so we can vote”Ralph said. “Him with the shell let him be chief”

“Ralph, Ralph!”

Everyone agreed.

“Who wants Jack for chief?”Ralph said.

My vote was for Ralph, he seemed like a good leader, and he seemed to know what he was doing. Plus he had the shell trumpet thing, the conch I mean.