Piggy Journal Entry #3

Dear Journal,
                  It was an accident. That's all it was. It wasn't our fault. He was dirty, covered in branches. It was dark and raining! We couldn't see! We were scared. He looked like an animal. He acted like an animal! It was only self-defense! It doesn't mean anything. Actually it does, we need to get off this island. Simon never hurt anyone but now he's dead. If the adults saw us now, I hardly think they would even recognize us as humans! Let alone British boys. It was just an accident. We aren't capable of murder. We are just lost, scared boys. They didn't mean it. Ralph was in the circle. He saw what they did. He claimed they looked like animals. But we aren't, we are boys. humans. civilized people. How could we have stooped so low? And now one of us is dead by our own hand. I don't know if I can live with that. This reminds me if the a story a horrible story of my...my.... dad. It was a dark night me and my dad had just gotten out of a movie and we were walking through a alley, then a man came up to us he didn't look very nice but it was late at night. He then pulled out a gun and yelled "Give me everything you got! Now!" The look on my dads face was the last expression I ever saw on his face.. well at least while he was alive, he yelled "Run Piggy Run!" so what could I do? I ran as fast as I could as I looked back the only thing I heard and saw was my dad struggling to fight off the criminal and the shots that the criminal took. Well there's nothing I can do about it now I just hope more people don't lose their life or hurt , but that didn't last too long. While me, Ralph, and SamnEric were sleeping we heard Jack's tribe coming our way form the noise of their howls I though they were coming for the conch which showed the leadership but the nerve of those guys they stole my glasses! Like I said before anybody can turn on you on this island as fast as you can say 1, 2, 3. Thankfully Ralph said he will try his best to get my glasses back. I will try my best to write another entry when I get the chance.

I really wish they would stop fighting!

 

I really wish I was home....

Piggy Journal Entry #2

Dear Journal,

Who Knew My Glasses Could Be So Helpful

               Nobody listens to me, not even Ralph who I thought would be my friend. We was the first ones on this island, after all...we should be able to talk and be friends so as to teach the other boys the meaning and importance of friendship. My ass-mar is getting worse, I have to run and follow Ralph around and my auntie be here she would be mad. I am the one that has to keep order and remember others of the rules of the conch..it's tiring. Jack and his group of hunters be getting more savage-like every day and all they want is meat, meat, meat. They scare me. I wish more people would be like Ralph, I know he a good guy on the inside and the way he act is probably because I follow him and annoy him. He right. I must be annoying but at least know that me the wisest of all. Am I annoying?    I don't notice it. Oh well. Looking around, there is nobody here on the beach beside me; the days are hot and sticky and unbearable. Ralph is probably out looking for them fruit and SamnEric taking care of the fire, paying more attention now because of the ship that we missed thanks to the hunters not looking after the fire, and the forest fire cause of their irresponsibility.Oh yah, so they leave me here as if I don't exist. They will see, one day they will see the mistake they are making. They pick on me cause of my ass-mar, fatness, and to top it off they Ralph even broke my glasses the nerve of that guy! after told Ralph not to tell others of my nickname "Piggy" and he still did it. You can't trust anybody on this island, you never know what they might do; turn their back on you as fast as you can say 1, 2 , 3.

The Tribe Putting On Paint

Piggy Journal Entry #1

Dear Journal,

The Conch

                       It is my first day on this mysterious island at least thats what I assume, I really don't know how I came to be here. While walking around I stumble upon a boy around my age, his name is Ralph. He didn't say much, answered my question's in short sentences, and keeps to himself most of the time. While talking to Ralph I remembered how we ended up here the last few things I remember was the pilot talking about a atom-bomb being dropped and a war going on, then there were flames coming out of one side of the plane next thing you know we ended up here. The thing i'm most worried about is that the boys will tease me more because of my ass-mar (as Ralph calls it but my aunti said it's pronounced asthma) and my nickname piggy anyway i'm mostly worried because there are no adult's around well at least as I can see. While around the water Ralph and I fumbled upon a conch, I remember seeing it one someone's wall and whenever he called it his mother would come, this may be very helpful. We went and picked it up I definetly couldn't blow it because of my asthma so I told ralph how to blow it, but he wasn't doing it right! He soon got it and next thing you know all the other boys I remembered from the plane start popping out of the creepers and tree's. We finally all got together and decided we need a leader and there were two people that seemed right which were Ralph and Jack (head of the choir). But I didn't like either of them Ralph because he said he wouldn't tell anybody my nickname bit he did and Jack because he just does't seem to like by assuming buy his words and looks toward me. Well we pick groups to hunt and explore and as I thought I didn't picked for either I was told to stay back and take names which was even more difficult with these little kids running around and not wanting to pay attention. Well it's getting dark now the explorers seem to be on their way back i'll write the next time I get a chance.

Everybody Coming Out Of The Jungle