Lord of the Flies: Journal #8

Journal #8 by Ambar
Chapter 8: Gift for the Darkness
Perspective: Jack

Muhahahaha!

I don’t like Ralph, never did. I hated him right the moment that people voted for him instead of me. I want to start my own group. We go up and kill the beastie ourselves and Ralph and the others would be thanking us and they would let me be the leader once and for all. Ralph is such a prefect, always doing what he's told he would be a great assistant. If I were leader I would have Piggy go run laps all around the island because he's so fat he needs to loose the weight. I see him every day and he seems like he’s the only one that hasn’t changed at all. Or maybe since he’s so fat… the beastie might like to eat him… we could sacrifice him to the beast! Ahh… only if I was the leader…
No one even agreed with me that Ralph is a horrible leader. He doesn’t even want to hunt the beast and kill it once and for all. I absolutely hated it when he said that my hunters are just boys with sticks as weapons, we’re much more than that! I’ll prove it to him and he’ll see and he’ll want to come over to my group instead they’ll all see! I left the meeting and I went into the woods hopefully people would come after me and join my group. I was right some boys came and joined my group, now all we’ve got to do is hunt. I’m now the chief and no one can stop me. I had a flashback and I remembered when we first came to this island and the choir and I were so perfect and we were demure and anything you could ever think of. Then I saw it, I saw a sow and we needed meat so we were surrounding it. It had piglets and I didn’t really know what to feel because I was hungry and I wanted to prove to Ralph that my group is way better than his. I felt so demoniac and cruel but I liked it and apparently so did the rest of the hunters. Ha we killed the biggest pig of all we cut its throat and paunched her belly. We left the head of the pig for the beastie and hopefully it would leave us alone.
All we need is fire to cook the pig. We should go to Ralph’s camp and steal wood from them. We know that they’d be mad but what would they do to us, we’ve got nothing to loose. I know it might be a taboo but oh well we need to cook the meat anyway. I wonder what they’d do…

Lord of the Flies: Journal #7

Journal #7 by Ambar
Chapter #7: Shadows and Tall Trees
Perspective: Ralph

What’s Happening?

I have no idea what’s going on, well most of the time. We are on the hunt for this “Beastie” that suppose ably Sam and Eric saw during the night. I don’t believe that there is a “beastie” and I hate how the littluns are afraid of some kind of bad dream. I just want to get over with this and prove that there is no such thing as a “beastie” and we are the only living thing on this island other than the pigs and creepers and bugs. I can’t wait to show the littluns that there’s nothing to be afraid of and everything is going to be ok and we just need to relax and keep the fire going to have a better chance of being rescued.
I was daydreaming and I remembered the good ol’ days when there were moors around the house. And there was no war going on and there wasn’t even a possibility that I would be trapped on a deserted island. There is too much brine stuck to our bodies from going into the ocean. I remembered that once I got hurt in the rugger once and it hurt a lot. Whoa… I barely noticed that I was not paying attention to the other boys and there was a boar right in front of me. I had a spear in my hand and all I wanted to do was kill it because we were following a pig run so why not? The as I walked slowly, the boar growled and started to run towards me. I ran and I slipped and let the spear stab its snout. It ran away squealing. Hah! I have never been so proud of myself before. No wonder Jack always wanted to hunt instead of help out with the shelters… this is fun! It was bravado of me to have scared the boar away I’m so happy. Now all we’ve got to do is climb up the mountain. Some one should tell Piggy that we’re going to stay overnight. I didn’t really want Simon to go tell him because I’ve noticed that he’s been having “seizures” it scared me every time I saw him having one but someone has to tell Piggy…
I couldn’t believe how high the mountain is, it must take hours to climb it. I think that Jack and I should be the only ones to climb the mountain and the rest should stay behind. It’s a good thing that they didn’t want to go either. I have to admit, I was really scared. It turns out that Roger snuck away and joined us on this trip but at least we have someone to back us up. Sagely I thought that if we were standing up, the beastie would hear our footsteps and see us walking up the mountain. There was something moving underneath some kind of cloth we walked closer. It was the BEASTIE!

Lord of the Flies: Journal #6

Journal #6 by Ambar
Chapter 6: Beast from Air
Perspective: Piggy

Confusion

I was all nice, peaceful and sound asleep. Then suddenly I could here people shouting my name “Piggy!” I was sure it was not a dream and I was able to feel people shaking me. I could hear the guano of the birds flying around. Maybe it was a nightmare I thought to myself. But it wasn’t. I was confused, tired and I wanted to go back to sleep. The twins Sam and Eric kept on talking about something. They were talking about the Beastie they said that they saw it and it was furry and was chasing them and some other things I wasn’t able to understand because they were talking to fast. My heart must have skipped a beat; I was actually kind of scared. I started to have second thoughts that since they are smaller than I it must’ve been a dream. Then I thought again I couldn’t be a dream because they both saw it, unless they had some kind of twin telepathy thing. Wow, now I’m starting to believe that there might be a creature among us. Ralph and Jack are going to go look for it with others I wanted to go along mutinously Ralph and Jack wouldn’t let me. Humph.

Why do they want to leave me behind? I don’t care if I’m slow and have assmar I wanna be part of the action! Now they just leave me behind with the littluns like I’m some kind of grain of rice. We are all embroiled with the beastie troubles, why don’t we all help out? I didn’t really want to argue with Ralph because he looked a bit waxy earlier when he was giving the rules. Diffidently I had to agree to stay with the littluns.
This time it was easier to take care of the littluns. They weren’t running around or anything because they were afraid to. I told them to stay together and keep quiet so the beastie wouldn’t find us. I had time to relax in peace and quiet while the others were out looking for the Beastie. Now I think it would be better to stay behind and take care of the littluns next time because I could actually think and have some “me” time while the littluns do whatever they want to do.

Lord of the Flies: Journal #5

Journal #5 by Ambar
Chapter 5: Beast from Water
Perspective: Simon

Beastie?

Ralph called a meeting today. But it was different this time…it was at night. I was scared at first because I’m not used to be around others during the night I usually go to a place in the forest and rest and have some me time. I think it was ludicrous. He said that he wanted to make rules because he is the leader. It’s about time he started acting like one. At first he just thought that since there were no adults around that it could be all fun and games, but instead it wasn’t that fun. It was all good at first and everyone was nice to each other. But now there’s kids throwing sand at each other and they’re throwing objects and just acting like if they didn't even have decorum. Since they were throwing sand Percival was lamentating. I love the littluns and I want to help them in any way I possibly can but I don’t think that’s working.
Finally Ralph told the others the rules. He said something’s that I didn’t even know that the littluns were doing. I was practically surprised the whole time. At least now we would be working together and we’ll pay more attention to what we are doing to make sure that It doesn’t affect the ones around us. But wait that’s not all…Ralph had one more thing to talk about, the “beastie”. Once he brought that up I was able to see that Jack was acting tempestuously. Kids also started saying their opinions and disobeyed the rules of the conch so all I could here was the decursive chatting of the littluns. I sort of think that this beastie is real because Percival admits that he saw it too. I admitted that I also think it might be real but maybe its not a creature, it might be one of us.
I personally think that this island is driving us all crazy. The long meetings are really long and some people are beginning to space out. And everyone’s being embroiled. I hope the littluns listen to the new rules and obey them, and I think that they should have in mind that if they do something wrong, it might affect everyone around them.

Lord of the Flies: Journal #4

Journal #4 by Ambar
Chapter 4: Painted Faces and Long Hair
Perspective: Jack

Ughh!

I’ve never felt so proud of myself before. I finally killed a pig! Well, we finally killed a pig… We made up a game plan to surround the hideous creature and attack it. Guess what it worked! I couldn’t believe that it actually worked I’m glad that now we don’t have to eat rotten fruits and plants anymore, we could finally eat meat. Ralph and the litluns would be so proud of me and they’ll probably make me the leader because I finally got some real food. I couldn’t wait to tell them.
The hunters and I walked to the beach to find Ralph to show him our achievement. Wow when I looked at the boys I noticed the swarthiness of their skin and it surprised me how dark we were. All of the boys on the beach were blatant and were just running around throwing sand at each others faces. Finally I saw Ralph we showed him the pig that the twins were holding and I waited for his response. Eww, there were black gouts on the sand and rocks underneath them it made me feel woozy. Ralph looked belligerent, I wondered what was wrong. “You let the fire out” he said with hostility. “Shoot” I thought to myself I had forgotten about the bloody fire. “It’s only been out for a few hours.” I said. “There was a ship and you let the fire out!” Oh my goodness a ship was out there and I was looking for food! How stupid was I? Oh well at least I found food and I could start the fire again if I wanted too.
Piggy started to yell at me I lost my temper and hit him so hard that his specs flew off and broke. He turned around at me and looked at me malevolently. Ha that’s what he gets; he shouldn’t talk to me like that, if he ever talks to me like that he’ll be sorry. I was hungry so I got the pig and started to cut it so we could eat. I gave Ralph some so he could eat but I didn’t give piggy some on purpose. But that stupid Simon has to be so nice doesn’t he had to give Piggy his meat so he could eat it. Ughh… what are we going to do about him?

Lord of the Flies: Journal #3

Journal #3 by Ambar
Chapter 3: Huts on the Beach
Perspective- Ralph
Why?
Why did everyone vote for me to be the leader if no one listens to me? Why? I have no idea the littluns just love the fact that they are on an island without grownups. All they want to do is play, swim run or hunt. It annoys me that I try to do everything to make the best life while we’re here and they’re not doing anything to help. Of course the littluns are small and aren’t that educated, but they should at least help…shouldn't they?
I was working on the Huts so we could all have shelter when it rains but Jack was out hunting piggy was playing with water, and the only one helping me was Simon. I’m so thankful that Simon is on this island with us. He’s so nice to the litluns and they all love him. I’m surprised that he’s the only one that helped, but without his help I wouldn’t have even made a hut. That stupid jack is so rapt with hunting a pig he doesn’t care about anything else, to him its all about the pigs! He wasn’t even contrite for not helping out. I feel sorry for him, I could tell that he had a lot of vicissitudes today and he just keeps on thinking about them. He doesn’t even care about being rescued! He wants to kill a pig so badly but I bet he doesn’t even have the guts to do it. If he really wanted to kill a pig he would’ve done it by now. I just wanted to hit him, you know… knock some sense into him. To bad I didn’t I started to hear some susurrations in the background and I didn’t want to set a set a bad example for the litluns.
The past few days have been troubling. There were so many issues. There was the fire, the “beastie”, Jacks obsession to hunt, and the lack of teamwork. Every single time I tried to get the litluns attention they all were inscrutable and just stared at me with blank faces. No one cares about being rescued… what are we going to do?

Lord of the Flies: Journal #2

Journal #2 by Ambar
Chapter 2: Fire on the Mountain
Perspective- Piggy
No YOU shut up
I absolutely hate it here. Everyone is so mean to me just because I’m a "little" heavy. Ralph told everyone that I’m piggy so that made me so mad; I hate it when people call me piggy. When Ralph and that stupid Jack and Simon came back, they confirmed that we are on an island. If people are going to come and rescue us, we need to make a signal that we are here. The poor little kid with a birthmark on his face he was too scared to tell Ralph that he had seen a beastie. I wasn’t even able to induce him to speak aloud. It scares me to think about it. Is there actually a snake “thing” out in the forest that could kill us? It gives me the chills.
But once Ralph gave the idea of making a fire to signal the people who would soon “rescue” us, the boys started capering and rushed to the woods to make the fire. I didn’t think that this was a good idea especially that Ralph wanted to start the fire in the woods! Every single time i wanted to tell the group that it was a bad idea Jack told me to shut up. I just wanted to recriminate and scream at him as loud as I could “No you shut up!” but that would’ve been a good influence on the little ones, and I wouldn’t be able to do it because of my asthma. The little ones were errant when I told them to stop and it’s not a good idea. They all ran into the woods to create the fire and they left me alone. I followed them shortly after Ralph had left.
Everyone was gathering wood so they would be able to light the fire. I couldn’t believe it are the little ones actually following the orders? “Hey piggy do you have matches?” Ralph asked. I shook my head. “Hey use his glasses!” Jack exclaimed. They pinched my specs and a spec of smoke was coming out of the woods. I couldn’t believe my eyes, they started a fire. The fire started spreading around the woods and the little ones cheered. I thought about the little kid with the birthmark on his face, he wasn’t there. I told them that the kid wasn’t there and if he wasn’t there then there must be more out there too. I martyred because of the smoke. Everyone was silent the kid was dead.

Lord of the Flies: Journal #1

Journal #1 by Ambar
Chapter 1: The Sound of the Shell
Perspective- Jack

What Happened?

This day has to be the most absolute worst day of my life. We were on a plane having a nice time and then the plane just had to crash! Thank goodness no one was badly hurt. When we were able to get off of the plane it turns out that we were on some kind of sticky, stinky island! No one even knew were we were. I absolutely hated it. The boys and I were so thirsty that we began climbing up the mountain to see if there was water on the other side. Then we all heard some kind of odd noise, it was like an elephant, but then at the same time it sounded like a horn of a ship! We all heard it. “Was someone coming to rescue us... did someone know that we were here?” I thought to myself. “Boys two single file lines and we’ll all stick together so we could find the ship!” I exclaimed.
All of us trusted our instincts and followed the beloved sound of the horn. “There!” one of the boys shouted pointing at a light through the dark trees. We began to walk more slowly and comfortably so that we would make a good impression on whoever was rescuing us. I walked through the trees and you’ll never believe who was on the other side of the trees. Other boys and one of them was blowing through a stupid shell! “Where is the ship?” I asked. “What ship?” a younger boy asked. Right when he said that I got so angry I got my hopes up for nothing. After that they said that we were all alone with no adults that there should be a leader. Of course I volunteered to become the leader, until Simon said that we should all vote. Guess what, they all voted for the kid with the shell and not me!
We were all hungry so the boy with the conch, Simon and I went out looking for food. It was amazing that the whole island just for me, and the other boys. We found a piglet, it was really adorable and it was caught in some creepers so that was the perfect chance to take action, you know show ‘em whose boss. I took out my pocket knife and I aimed. The poor thing looked terrified that it didn’t feel right to just take away its young life. I did the worst thing of it all, I completely froze. I didn’t know what to do and the piglet ran away. It was so embarrassing! So basically I didn’t even know what had happened.