Monday, April 24, 2017

Chapter 9: A View to a Death


Dear diary,


I don’t know what to do anymore!! It looks like Jack is winning and I have no idea on how to stop him! I'm losing everything, even the power to be a leader and I don’t know what to do! Piggy and I go to the feast in hopes of trying to gain some control over some things and everyone is just laughing and eating the roasted pig. Jack is sitting like a king on a throne, face painted like a savage, shouting commands, and being waited on by boys acting as if they are his servants, WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS!?!?! After the grand meal, Jack has the nerve to ask my followers to join his tribe, and some of them accepted! That annoying Jack!


Good thing Mother Nature was on my side and it started to rain, Jack's tribe had no shelters to protect them from the rain. BRILLIANT! Jack orders his boys to dance as if that is supposed to make the rain stop, what a fool. Caught up in all the dancing and chanting we all slip into a frenzy and get swept away by the excitement. We reenact the hunting of the pig, until suddenly one of the boys sees a shadowy figure creep out of the forest. Little did we know, it was only Simon. We all start shouting that he's the beast and we start to tear him apart with our bear hands and teeth.



We couldn't stop, even if we wanted to, but it was already too late. He was trying to explain what had happened and remind us of who he is, he trips and plunges over the rocks onto the beach… and we kill him. In cold blood. Like savages. Wild beasts. The storm scares us all to shelter and the waves carry Simon's mangled body into the ocean. Poor Simon, he deserved better. We all ran off like cowards because there was something else floating away in the water and we were terrified. I cannot believe that we did that. Killed Simon.






Signed,

            Ralph


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