The Bittersweet End

They killed him. They killed Simon. All of them. Not just one or two. All of them killed him. It was like mulberry boy all over again, no one acted as if anything had happened. They thought he was the beast, but they were incredibly wrong. I honestly cannot take this anymore. I've lost all hope. Who are they going to kill next? Me? Piggy? Ralph? I'm scared, I'm really scared. They stole Piggy's glasses late last night, when we were all sleeping. They attacked us. We would have shared the fire with them! All we wanted was to stick together, and just hold out until we were rescued. Stealing his glasses, was like killing Simon all over again.  

We couldn’t make fire without his glasses, it was nearly impossible. Ralph called for a meeting, and the boys who have not joined Jack's tribe, along with myself, come forward. We come to the conclusion, that we must get Piggy's glasses, or come to some kind of agreement. Ralph brings the conch shell with him as we make our way to Castle Rock. We arrive, and at first we are not able to get in to see Jack because the "guards" refuse to let us in, so Ralph blows the conch shells, trying to summon him, but the guards throw rocks and try to make us leave. Then, Jack appears, him and the hunters, along with a dead pig. Ralph and Jack immediately get into an argument. Ralph insists that Jack gives Piggy his glasses back, then and there. But he attacks him, I tried to separate them, but the guards quickly held me back. Jack tells his hunters, who are more like his minions, to tie Samneric up! This is what sent Ralph into full rage. he lunged at him, and they get into yet another fight. I didn't even bother trying to step in, but Piggy began to yell, trying to make his voice louder than the fight's voice. But as he's doing this, Roger throws a large rock towards Piggy and I's direction. Ralph hears it coming, and dodges it, but it struck Piggy, shattered the conch shell, and Piggy fell, he fell to his death. Before I could even begin to process what had just happened, they began to attack Ralph, I yelled out to him and told him to run, as I ran the other way.  

I've been hiding for awhile now, I have no idea whether Ralph is alive or not. All I know is that Simon is dead, because of them, and Piggy is dead because of them. I will not die, because of them. I have to survive, and I have to do it not only for myself, but for my friends, Piggy and Simon. I will survive for the little boy with the mulberry birthmark, because he was absolutely right. There is a beast, and the beast is inside all of us. We are the beast. I knew that if I stayed up any longer, I wouldn't make it. I made sure that I was well hidden, then went to sleep for a little bit. 

A little bit turned out to be much longer than I thought it would be. I was awoken the next morning by the sound of one of the twins crying out, and the boom of Jack's voice. I knew they were close, but I had no idea what was going on. I waited a few minutes, trying to figure out the rest of what was going on, but then, smoke quickly started filling the air, and I could no longer breath properly. I got up and ran, far from the voices, but they just keep getting closer, I got to the beach, and that's when I began to cry. It felt like the end. I looked to my left, to see Ralph emerge from behind one of the trees. Then I looked around to see if jack and the hunters were nearby, which they were, but I didn't care, because there was a naval officer in front of Ralph. I ran over to him, and collapsed next to Ralph, and Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of Man's heart, and the fall through the air of a wise, true friend called Piggy. I wept with him. For the boy with the mulberry birthmark, for Simon, for Piggy, and for myself.

The Sow's Head

I'm sorry that I haven't written in awhile. I must catch you up. After the whole Robert incident, Simon volunteers to go back to camp and let Piggy know that they others won't be back until late, knowing that Piggy is the kind to fret. Then, the morning after, Ralph explains that he has seen the beast. Everyone was upset. This was probably the worst assembly we've ever had.  Piggy and I were confused, because just a few assemblies before, Ralph was claiming that there was no beast! Jack insists that Ralph is a coward and that he should no longer be chief. The other boys, including myself, refused to vote him out. Merridew has some real nerve. I think the island is making him worse than he was before. Then, he just left. Separated from the rest of us, storming off with saying one last thing, if anyone wants to join him, is welcome to.  

I could see Ralph's mood change completely; from confused about what he should do, to
sad. Really sad. Piggy suggests that we should build a fire on the beach, rather than on the mountain. Ralph wasn't as sad anymore. All the others, including myself, help out to build a new fire. However, when we wake up in the morning, many of the boys who were helping us build the fire, have disappeared. The only other place they could have went was to Jack's group. I think we're better off without them anyways. 

I could hear Jack's group hollering, and the clatter of footsteps across the ground. They killed a sow, and left it's head on a stick. Later on, they came to invite Piggy, Ralph, the others and I, to their feast. We all were tempted, but we refused. They even gave us an offer to join his "tribe."  

I decided that I needed some time for myself. Late in the night, I set off. I walked alone, with nothing but my thoughts. Then, I saw Simon. I wasn't afraid of him, but I still ducked behind a tree, and watched him. He sat down, staring blankly at something I couldn't see. He stared for awhile, I wanted so badly to see what it was. All of a sudden, He collapsed.  

"Simon!?" I screamed and lunged towards him. He was still breathing, which was a good sign. I turned to my left, and saw the Sow's head. Then I blacked out.  

Fear

Piggy was right. They were acting like a bunch of kids. No one knows that we’re stranded here, what if they don't know that the plane was struck down? How long are we going to be here? In Assembly, Ralph said that we needed a fire, and all the boys left, and then there was just Piggy and I, and the littleuns of course. The fire was large, lit and going, but it soon died down. They used Piggy's glasses to light it. Of course, Piggy tries to explain to them that they need to plan these types of things out more, and that they can't just go and do it. But as usual, no one listens. Piggy seems to be the only smart one on this island. Sure, Ralph brought up the fact that we needed a fire and that no on should talk unless given the conch, but you can't just go and build a fire without thinking it out. this is where he and Piggy should be working together.  Now, Jack and the hunters are assigned to watch the fire. 

Later on, I heard Piggy telling Ralph and the others that the little boy with the mulberry birthmark, was playing by the fire and has disappeared. They acted as if nothing had happened. I thought back to the assembly, where the little boy asked about the beastie, and then they argued about it. They wouldn't even listen. 

It was dark. Simon and Ralph went to go fetch a littleun who ran off before bed. Everyone slept peacefully, until the morning. I was awoken by Ralph calling an emergency meeting. It was in the wee hours of the morning, and I was still tired. I still jumped up with everyone else to see what was going on. During the assembly, The twins began to talk about a monster. They claim that they saw it while they were tending to the fire. This brings fear to all the boys, and myself. So they plan to set out, and kill the monster.  

The next morning, Jack and the hunters find pig droppings, and decided that it would be a good idea to hunt the pig, and the beast at the same time. So, they set out, and not long after, they found a boar. They begin to hunt it, the large group, going after one large boar. Ralph throws his makeshift spear at it, he misses, but that doesn't stop him from feeling the thrill of nearly killing such a large animal. Though the hunt has been over for awhile, the boys still feel the rush, and reenact the hunt, with Robert. It gets too out of hand when they begin to hurt him. All of them, blinded by the fact that they are just reenacting it, and not actually performing the act. By the time they become themselves again, Robert is nearly dead. This is when I began to fear for myself. 

Beastie

You're probably wondering how I was able to write these when I was stranded, well, long story short. My dad's an inventor, boom! Solar powered laptop, heavy and inconvenient, yet convenient in this situation. Anyways, it was beginning to get hectic. There was lots of silent arguing between Ralph and Mean Merridew, and the tension was beginning to take a toll on everyone, especially when the talk of a beast came about. We were at assembly when the little boy with the mulberry birthmark, was urged forward by his friends. Piggy insisted on letting the little boy hold the conch shell. The little boy looked around, frightened, as the others were urging him to speak up. He held his hands out to the conch. The assembly erupted in laughter and the little boy quickly retreated his hands and began to cry. I shouted over the others, telling them to let him speak. I got a few responses along the lines of: "You're not the chief." or "Shut up girl." Then Piggy Shouted, "Let him have the conch!" The little boy no longer wanted to talk, so Piggy, with his hand on the shell, spoke what the boy wanted to say.  

Piggy said he was asking about what we were planning to do about the snake-thing, Ralph led more laughter on, and insisted that he tell him more about the snake. The little boy then said that it was a beastie, and Ralph became curious. A beastie? Even I was a bit confused. Piggy then proceeded to say: "A snake-thing, ever so big. He saw it." And Ralph questioned where he could have possibly seen this "beastie"Then Piggy spoke what the boy told him.
 "In the woods." 

Ralph became annoyed, and insisted that there was no beast. But he did not yet realize, that the beast inside of us, was soon to come out. Talk of rescue was mentioned in the assembly. Ralph explained that we needed a fire, because that would help the ships locate us, and instantly, half of the boys and Jack were up on their feet. Jack yelled that they must follow him,  and then the center was erupted in noise. And then the entire crowd was following Jack, even the littleluns, which I tried to stop. They didn't listen, then three were left. Ralph, Piggy, and I, stood in the center. Ralph clutching to the conch.   

"Acting like a bunch of kids!" Piggy exclaimed and looked towards ralph in disgust as he walked off towards the others. Then Piggy and I stood in the center, and we were alone. 

Mean Merridew

Ralph, Piggy, and myself discovered a beautiful conch shell. We stood in what I believed was the center of the island. Ralph blew the conch, and from east to west, it boomed through the island.        

"I bet you can hear that for miles." Ralph spoke, out of breath, and before I could open my mouth to reply to him, the flood occurred. From different directions, small groups of boys slowly came walking towards the center, their clothes ripped and torn. The youngest were about 6, and you could see the tear stains on their cheeks.  

There weren't many of us, but I never expected there to be this many survivors. Ralph stood on the platform, conch shell in hand, preparing to start the meeting. Piggy, right next to him, looking around with an expression of confusion, joy, and relief. Soon, a group of boys, in black cloaks, walked in led by the savage. The savage named Jack Merridew. They walked in unison, side by side. 

Jack walked right up to Ralph, as I went along to help Piggy get  the names of the other boys. I was the only girl. I listened to Ralph and Jack's conversation. Ralph asked about the man with the trumpet, and Jack told him that he was no more. Then Jack asked about a ship, and Ralph told him no. 

As the meeting went on, a point was made that we needed a chief. It was either Jack or Ralph, so I'm pretty sure you already know who I voted for. Ralph. The littluns too, they voted for the one with the conch shells. So from then on, Ralph was chief 

Ralph gave jack control over his choir boys. They became the Hunters. Ralph wasn't wasn't quite sure about the rest of the island, so he decided to go on an expedition. He took Jack and Simon along with him, though Piggy offered to go, Ralph tried to explain that this wasn't the right job for him, while Jack just shot him down. He said they didn't want Piggy and that three was enough. I scoffed at his rude behavior. I tried to convince Piggy to stay put, and help me with the littleuns. Typical guys, thinking that being with children is a girl's job. Piggy didn't listen, and went after them. At this point, I couldn't be bothered, so I went off and tried to talk to some of the littleuns. When he came back, his face was red with humiliation.  

Hoarse

It was a mad house. The last thing I remember was the feeling of my stomach dropping as the plane fell through the air and the screams of the people around me. Then it went silent, and it went black. I woke up next to the shore, the water was clear and a bright shade of blue, the waves running up to my feet and back to the ocean. I quickly sat up and looked around, no one else was in sight. I stood and looked down at my body. My red and blue plaid school skirt was ripped, my blazer was slightly torn, and the one thing left on my feet were some extremely wet socks. At first I wasn't sure what to do, if it was a better idea to stay put, or look for others. I looked up at the beaming sun, the yellow and orange rays beating down on my face. At this point, I didn't know if there were any survivors. 

  

I'd been walking along the shore, and came to the conclusion that I was stranded on an island. Not to mention that I was crying most of the time. Out of nowhere, I hear a voice yell, "A  girl!" I quickly turned around, startled by the sudden sound of his voice. There, stood two boys, one with a frightened expression, and the other one carefree. I examined both of them, The frightened one had on a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. I noticed that he took deep breaths, and could hear him slightly wheezing as I walked closer to them. I now know him as Piggy. The carefree one, had fair hair and was smaller in size than Piggy. I now know him as Ralph. 

My throat was horse from crying, and screaming. I stood in front of them and asked:                         

"Are there any others? Any adults? Anyone?" They looked at me, and Ralph's carefree expression dropped slowly from his face. "We don't know."