Saturday, December 28, 2019

Lord Of The Flies - Original Writing - 1300 Words

Day One We are stranded on an island, or at least I am pretty sure it is an island. Ralph was the first person I found after awakening on the beach. We found a conch shell and used it to summon all the other boys from the plane. The boys and I voted for Ralph to be our chief. We chose Jack Merridew and his choir to be the hunters. I am very upset with Ralph, he told all the boys that my name was Piggy, even after I told him not to. I am sure I’ll forgive him soon because for my whole life I have been the subject of jokes, and I have learned to live with it. I already do not like Jack Merridew, and I know he does not like me. I am glad Ralph is chief and not Jack. Ralph, Simon, and Jack went to explore the island without me. My job was to†¦show more content†¦The fire grew out of control, and the kid with a scar on his face disappeared. He was just an innocent kid who was anxious about some beastie. Incidents like that make me worry about getting off this island. Ralph reassur ed us there is no islands undiscovered, and that it is just a matter of waiting to be found. I am just not so sure about that. How can a person know and keep track of all the islands in the world? Our chance of being saved is slim. If we do not have a signal fire and rules, I believe we do not stand a chance in getting rescued. On a more positive note, I was finally useful today. The boys used my specs to start the fire on the mountain. Although I could not help collect wood because of my asthma, I at least was the one who enabled the fire to happen. –Piggy Day Ten Jack and his hunters lost our chance of being saved today. I have never felt this irritated before. I could be on my way home right now but no, Jack and his hunters could not keep the fire going. They could not handle one simple task. They were so caught up in the adrenaline of hunting a pig that nobody cared about returning home. Jack’s priorities need to be straightened out, but I do not want to be the one who does it. Jack hates me and finds every opportunity to show it. I am so grateful for Simon. He gave me a piece of his meat after Jack punched me in the stomach and broke my specs. Simon, unlike most of the boys on this island, is

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