Chapter 13

Ambar A.

Chapter 13

New World

As Ralph and the littluns were boarding the ship, Ralph looked around the ship to see if Jack was anywhere to be seen. He looked around and all he saw was the puffed faces and eyes from the littluns crying. There was no sign of him.
"Maybe he's still on the island." Ralph said to himself. Anyway he didn't even want to run into him right then because who knows what he might do to him. While he was walking away he remembered Sameneric.
"Sameneric!" He shouted. He wanted them to live and be on the ship so that they could be rescued. "Sameneric!" he called once again.
"Ralph!" someone from the crowd called "Ralph!"
"Sameneric?" Ralph called
He saw two boys pushing and shoving to get away from the crowd of boys with distended faces from all of the crying.
"Rr-"
"-alph!"
Ralph squinted his eyes to see if it was really them. "Sameneric!" he called and ran to give them a hug.
"Ralph we're so sorry"
"Really really sorry"
"For what?"
"For ratting you out"
"When did you guys do that?"
"Did you lose your memory of something?"
"We told Roger where you were so he could kill you…"
"We didn't mean to-"
"They were going to do us if we didn't"
"I think it was a good thing because if you didn't do that I wouldn't have seen the naval officer and we wouldn't have been rescued"
"Oh, but we are still truly sorry."
"We would never do anything like that again we swear"
"Hey don't worry you guys I'm just glad that you guys aren't still on the island."
A man walked by the three boys with a plate of warm food in his hands.
"Hey that man has food!" shouted Sameneric
"Get him!" Shouted Ralph and they all ran and knocked the guy down.
* * *
Jack was so mad that they had gotten rescued because he had so many plans when he was chief and he only did a fifth of them. He couldn't believe it and he fainted and hit his head on the platform.
"Jack!" shouted Roger
"Jack wake up! Are you still alive?"
"Ughh" Jack groaned and lifted his head up slightly. "What happened?"
"You fainted"
Jack smiled happily.
"Uhh are you ok? You're acting different…"
"Really I feel perfectly fine" Jack smiled once again.
"I think you hit your head really hard on the platform because you seem nice…"
"Wow have you noticed how beautiful the sky is?" Jack asked randomly
"No and I don't care"
"How can you not care look at it" Jack turned Rogers face with his hands so he could look at the dark grey sky above.
Roger slapped Jack. "What's gotten into you?"
"What do you mean? Nothing happened."
"Oh yea, well I think that you've gone loopy!"
Ralph was walking with Sameneric along the platform with food in their hands, when he heard Roger yelling. He saw Jack too.
"Roger, Jack!" Ralph said with his mouth full.
Roger ran to Ralph and almost knocked him down.
"Ow! Go get your own food!"
"Don't go any further!"
"Why not?!"
"Jack's gone loopy!"
"What do you mean loopy?"
"Well, do you remember when he used to be really waxy?"
"Umm yea..."
"Well he turned..." Roger's voice lowered into a whisper. "Nice"
"Really?" Ralph said with a smile on his face.
"Yes really. I think he lost his memory"
"Hey Jack!" Ralph facing towards Jack.
"Yes?" Jack said
"D'you remember what you wanted to do to me before we left the island?"
"No"
Facing towards Roger "Yup I think he lost his memory."
"No I haven't I remember that you are Ralph and you are Roger and you guys are Sameneric. I also remember that we killed Simon and Piggy." Once he said that aloud he noticed the bad thing that he had done. He began to feel all the guilt. Ralph's face changed from a smile to a frown.
"I'm going to miss them and Piggy's ass-mar"
"Yea"
"Same"
"Do you guys know where we're going?"
"I heard that we're going to America because it's not safe back home."
"Oh."

* * *

"Ralph" Sameneric whispered.
"Ughh what go back to sleep" Ralph groaned and began to shut his eyes.
"Wait, Ralph get up I think that we're here."
"Really?"
Ralph got up and stood by the railing. Further out in the ocean was a beautiful land.
"Whoa" They all said.
"Hello New World…" said Ralph

Lord of the Flies: Journal #12

Journal #12 by Ambar
Chapter 12: Cry of the Hunters
Perspective: Jack

Where did he go?

Why does Ralph think that he’s better than me? Why can’t he see that I’m the most powerful boy on the island now? And there’s no one who could stop me. I can’t believe that he would worry for Piggy and Simon. Oh their dead big whoop! He knows that he killed them. He knows that their death is partially his fault. It’s not all my fault why do I have to take the blame? We all know that he helped us kill Simon. We all know that he left Piggy alone blind so that’s why the rock killed him. He should feel sorry for all that he’s done. I love being me it’s so nice and I feel so powerful! Two out of three have been killed. Now there’s only one more left, Ralph.
We hit Sameneric so that they could tell us where Ralph may be hiding. They showed us to every single place possible. Still there was no sign of him. I couldn’t believe him where could he possibly hide on this tiny island? The ululation of the hunters gave us signals of where he wasn’t hiding. Then there was a long grass area. We formed a cordon around it so if he got up we would catch him and do him. We wanted to diddle him into thinking that we were not there and we started rolling boulders down the path so that we would squish him if he was hiding. We couldn’t hind anymore boulders so I decided to set the grass on fire. I decided to give up, maybe he died on his own or committed suicide. I looked at Sameneric to see where we hurt him and they had distended bellies and arms, ouch.
We kept on wondering around and we saw Ralph on the beach, with a grown up! I couldn’t believe that he lived. And why does he have to get his dream come true? Why can’t I? The grown up had a drill and epaulettes on his uniform. I didn’t want to stay here forever so I turned myself in. I never realized how much I missed my home until today. I hope I’ll get back soon…

Lord of the Flies: Journal #11

Journal #11 by Ambar
Chapter 11: Castle Rock
Perspective: Ralph

Goodbye Piggy

I didn’t know what I was going to do, should we go to Jacks side of the island and ask for Piggy specs politely. Or maybe we should attack his tribe and steal the specs back from him like he did to us. Nonsense I thought to myself he has about twenty boys on his tribe and about 4-5 kids on my side, and half of them are littluns! I’m pretty sure that all that they’ll do was laugh at us. I miss that Simon, he was one of my best friends on this island and I couldn’t believe that I was involved with his death. It hurts just to think about it. It’s all Jacks fault! Everything is his fault! The death of the littlun with a scar on his face was his fault, Simon’s death is his entire fault, and I bet World War 2 all started because of him! I hate him why does he have to ruin everyone’s time here on the island? We should be having fun and trying to get rescued, all he ever thinks about is hunting, dancing, and singing that stupid chant. I guess that we’re going to have to just ask him for the specs.
I had to hold Piggy’s hand to lead him the way to Jacks side of the island. I wonder what its like to be blind, but I’m glad I have perfect eyesight so I don’t have to hold someone’s hand. There was a cessation, I stopped because we were at Jacks side. I couldn’t believe what he had done to the place since a couple days ago, there was like a wall of rocks to keep intruders from passing. “Stay here” I told Piggy. Roger was on the top of the wall and told me to stop. I told him that we wanted Piggys specs and we won’t leave until we got them back. Jack came out from the forest and told us that he wasn’t going to give us the specs. I got so mad that I wanted to kill him. What did we ever do to him? I never did anything to him and he has to treat us with disrespect? I noticed that Piggy had token the conch with him and he was using it as some kind of talisman. Jack seemed to get upset and he hit me with his spear. Ow! Truculently we came closer to each other and started to fight. He had the others tie up Sameneric and it looked like he was full with power. That scared me I’ve never seen someone with so much power before. All of the others were cheering and I was able to hear Piggy shouting “Don’t leave me here”. I looked up once again and I saw Roger on top and he was delirious and he pushed the lever with all of his strength. Piggy was right underneath the rock. “Run Piggy run!” I shouted
I seemed that he wasn’t able to hear me. The rock bounced off the wall and crashed onto Piggy’s head. The conch fell and shattered into a million pieces. Piggy fell forty feet and he landed on his back. His head cracked open and his brain was spilling out into the interminable ocean. His brainless body slipped away with the waves. Goodbye Piggy, I’ll miss you…

Lord of the Flies: Journal #10

Journal #10 by Ambar
Chapter 10: The Shell and the Glasses
Perspective: Piggy

I Hate Him!

Have I ever told you about how much I hate Jack? Huh have I? Well anyway I hate him so bloody much. I never did anything to him. Never! All I wanted to do was be everyone’s friend. He had to be mean to me because I’m fat and ugly and have assmar. I bet that he has problems too. But once he gets everyone on his side everyone starts to make fun of me too. Maybe he's just jealous because Ralph likes me best and that I stood by Ralph instead of going to his tribe. But I still don’t understand… why does he have to be mean to me? Can’t he be mean to a littlun or Simon or Ralph instead of me? Is there something about me that he absolutely hates? Theologically I think that Jack didn’t come from god..
I couldn’t believe what happened last night. I couldn’t believe that I let the evil take over me and we killed the poor Simon. I think he was right all along the beastie was among us. Its not real. Ralph and jack were wrong the beastie was not real the beastie was a dead pilot who got killed during the war. I couldn’t believe that Ralph and I let Jack take over us and he got us so caught up in the little song and dance. I can’t believe that we didn’t care about killing Simon until we actually noticed that it was him all along. I feel like I turned into a completely different person. I feel so guilty. Ralph, Sameneric and I couldn’t believe what we have done. It was an accident I believe and it wasn’t on purpose because it was so dark and we couldn’t see a thing. I feel so guilty that I denied that I was even a part of this. I said that I was outside of the circle just watching.
It was night and we were sleeping. I wasn’t able to fall asleep because I felt so guilty. I heard a noise from outside. Ralph kept on making a noise and I told him to stop. I could’ve sworn I was going barmy but I heard it again. But since the beastie was gone I felt purged. The illumination made Ralph confused and he didn’t know what I was talking about. Something came inside the hut. Ahh! I can’t see my glasses were gone I just kept on kicking and hitting and I didn’t care at all about my assmar. I was gone. We all looked outside and it was Jack and his little helpers with my specs.

Lord of the Flies: Journal #9

Journal #9 by Ambar
Chapter 9: A View to a Death
Perspective: Simon

He tried to tell me… but I didn’t listen

I was so tired that I slept. The lord of the flies talked to me earlier, at first I just couldn’t believe that it was talking to me. He said that they don’t really like me and they’d kill me if I tried to tell them again that the beast is within us. I like Ralph and Piggy and ‘em and I wouldn’t want to hurt them in any way. I hope that they feel the same but I couldn’t believe what Jack and the hunters did to that poor little sow. It was just trying to feed its littluns and they just went and killed it! Killing the mother affects the little piggies too because they can’t be fed and they’d die as well.
I couldn’t believe that the boys were afraid of a corpulent dead pilot that was flying on top of the island and crashed. Well, I wouldn’t blame them, it scared the life out of me the first time I saw it but I just didn’t run away screaming like they did. The lord of the flies told me to not tell them any of this because we were “having fun” and if I ruin it I would die. I was talking to a pig’s head! No wonder some people thought that I was crazy. I had to go tell them I just had to. I was covered in dry blood, my blood, because of the mosquitoes biting me. I was running down a hill. I tripped over a creeper and rolled the rest of the way down. My leg was badly wounded so I decided to walk on all fours. I was able to hear the boys and the sound of the pouring rain. It was pitch black and everything was blurry because of the rain splashing into my eyes.
“Hey guys!” I shouted on the top of my lungs. They weren’t able to hear me at all so I walked out of the bushes and so they could see me. They were chanting their little chant that they sing when they kill a pig. “Kill the pig; cut its throat, spill its blood”. They saw me and looked frightened. “The beast is a dead person, it’s not real!” I said. They pushed me onto the floor and started to poke me with their spears, first lightly and then harder. It started to hurt and I didn’t like it. I was able to feel nails scratching my legs, and people biting my skin and tearing it apart. Ow! They stabbed me and acted like animals. Ow! That’s when I new it, they were killing me. I was even able to see the phosphorescence. He tried to tell me… but I didn’t listen.