Chapter 13: Lord of the Flies

Chapter 13 Trenten Smith
Going Back To My Childhood
25 years later…
Ralph woke up in his comfortable, warm bed, with his soft brown blanket on top of him. His wife was sleeping near him, facing the window where the beautiful bay was, with her dirty blonde hair in front of him. Ralph got out of bed and went into his kid’s room, checking to see if his eight year old twins were doing well.
Ralph spoke, “They are so lucky that their childhood gets to go this way.”
Simon, Ralph’s son always had a resemblance to Ralph, as Owen always looked like his mom. Straight blonde hair with hazel eyes. Ralph tip-toed out of Owen and Simon’s room. Slowly he grabs the door and tries to shut it quietly.
“Squeak”, the door sounds.
He tries to shut it even slower so the squeaking sound does not continue. But it was too late.
Simon wakes up and says, “Daddy what are you doing?”
Ralph says, “Oh nothing, just checking up on you.”
Ralph goes out of their room quickly but quietly. He sits on the couch and watches television in his little modern style family room. Simon and Owen just woke up.
Simon says, “I feel like going to the park and playing football, don’t you Owen?”
Owen says, “Ya, I kind of do feel like playing football. Let’s go ask daddy.”
Simon runs out of his room yelling excitedly, “Daddy! Daddy!”, saying it a few times over and over again.
Simon is very excited and has a huge smile on his face, hoping the answers are yes. Owen is feeling the same way, but does not really care if he says yes or no.
Simon says, “Daddy where are you?”
Ralph yells, “In the family room!”
When Simon and Owen heard those words they quickly ran to the family room as fast as their little feet can go.
Owen says to Ralph, “Daddy can we go to the park today?”
Simon says, “Please, please can we go to the park today!”
Ralph responds, “What the heck, it sounds jolly good with me, lets hurry up and get dressed so we can go.”
Simon and Owen respond, “Okay,”
Simon says, “I’m ready daddy.”
Owen says “Me too.”
Ralph says, “Okay I will meet you outside, wait for me out there.”
Simon and Owen run out the door and sit at the bench next to the tall palm tree in the front yard. Ralph quickly runs out of the house.
Ralph says, “Sam, Eric.”
Owen asks, “Who are Sam and Eric?”
Ralph says, “Did I say Sam and Eric.”
Simon says, “Yes.”
Ralph says, “My bad, sorry.”
Simon says, “Let’s go daddy.”
They start walking to the park.
Simon says, “Where did you get Sam and Eric from?”
Ralph says, “Long story”.
Owen says, “Please tell us.”
Wanting to know with all of his attention on Ralph.
Simon says, “Yes, please tell us”.
Ralph says,“Ok fine.”
Ralph then goes and talks about his childhood and takes a deep breath. Remembering the moments during that time. Ralph goes on and speaks about his story.
In great detail Ralph says, “I was on a plane and it was during World War II. All of a sudden something hits the plane and cuts the plane in half. Our pilot died and we crash landed on an unknown island. I woke up and I found myself on an island on the shoreline, lying on the warm sand. After that a kid named Piggy came up to me and I was glad that I was not the one stuck on the island. We also met a kid named Simon. He was a very kind hearted kid that helped a lot of people and was nice and helpful to others. That is why I named him after you. I wanted to remember him.”
Ralph starts to cry and pauses. Standing on the sidewalk with Owen on the left side and Simon on the right.
Simon says, “Please continue daddy, please.”
Ralph continues the story, “Simon was very nice, but a kid named Jack and his hunters killed him. Jack was very mean and always wanted it his way. He thought that Simon was the beast so the killed him. It was raining that day and it was very hard to see.”
Ralph pauses and does not want to continue with the story.
He says, “I will tell you the story another day. I’m not in the mood.”
Simon says, “Please…”
Ralph screams out “Noo, I told you too much, you would not understand how sad that was. You have to be there to understand it.”
Ralph starts to cry and continues walking.
“Ralph says, “Lets just get to the park and have a great time, and play some ball!”

Final Post: Lord of the Flies

Jack's Journal
One big Kill!

I was in the forest looking for pig. Keeping my eyes open on green moving bushes. Looking at the boys colorful face paintings, like an Indian would where it. I look deeper and deeper into the forest with every step I take. I see no sign of activity. I started to creep up a little more into the forest. My group was silent with no sudden sounds. I hear something in the bushed. I then tell my group to be quiet. I hear something. I hear something scrunching up near a bush. I walk toward it. I was right behind it and it looked at me in fright and squealed and ran away. I started chasing it and it was no match for me. I raised my spear in the hot sun. Yelling and chanting. I then take a jump and kill it straight down the middle. The pigs last word was a squeal. All it was, was a little squeal. We all chanted and ran back to the Castle Rock with excitement. We started running through the tall tree's feeling delirious. The tall trees seemed to catch more shade. It felt really good and I felt like taking a break in the cool shade. But I couldn't there was a pig to cook. As soon as we got out of the tall shady trees we saw Piggy, Ralph and Sam N Eric all next to each other in a little group. I say to them what are you savages doing here. They say that they want Piggy's glasses back. Ralph told us that he could not see with out them. I wanted to laugh because I thought it was funny but I didn't. I really just wanted to let Piggy suffer. I never liked him I thought he was annoying and ignorant. So I said, No I will not give him his glasses back. Just let him suffer. He is a savage and annoying ignorant savage. Piggy then said, But I cant see with out my glasses. I am as blind as a bat. I cannot see anything. It is just a big blur. I then said, No. I will not give him back his glasses. Ralph then called me something so mean, something that surprised me the most. Something that I have never heard from someone else ever before. He called me a beat. An evil steeling beast. I was so furious that I could just rip him to parts. I was so mad that I threw my spear at him hoping that he would be in pain. He was hit in the ribs but looked like he had no feeling there at all. I jumped off the step that I was on and landed on Ralph. Punching and kicking him. His spear got me in the ear when I took the first punch. I started to feel the stinging of my cut. But tried to show no sign of being in pain. Ralph was hitting me truculently. But I tired punched him with all my might and tried hitting him like what a pro-wrestler would do. When we were fighting Piggy started blowing the conch. My group was laughing because we did not care about the conch anymore. We do not use that rule in my group. Piggy started yelling and said stop fighting. We then stopped and heard what he wanted to say. He talked about that we should stop fighting and to give back his glasses back. I saw Roger at the top of the cliff. Right below where Piggy was standing. He started to push the huge boulder down. Piggy was making a bug fuss about his glasses. All the sudden the boulder fell on Piggy. The conch exploded into a million pieces. Looking at each piece fly around Piggy. Piggy stood there for 3 seconds and fell backwards. Everything came cessationed. His eyes were open and his head was bleeding. He then rolled off the cliff and fell down in to the ocean. I did not think that it would actually hit him. I just wanted him to get scared so he could leave. I wanted to diddle him. I saw his red face drip and the water around him turned red instantly. Everyone was silent. Everyone started walking back toward the castle rock. Ralph stood their, and before you knew it Sam n Eric went with my group to. Now Ralph was all alone. Miserable in his group. We headed back to our group and everyone seemed like Piggy never died.

I was in my group. I started to elect leaders for certain positions. I told Sam N Eric to watch on guard. While the rest of the group feasts. Before they went to go do their job I gave them a piece of meat. They then run to their spots and watch guard. While me and the other hunters feast I talk about away to kill Ralph. I say to my group. Ralph is a savage. He disagrees with me and always thinks that everything he says is right. Well I don't. I am tired of him making us go through all this kayos. It is hard to deal with. So we have to end it once and for all. We have to make a cordon. But now lets go to bed and talk about it tomorrow. The next day early in the morning. I start torching Sam N Eric to tell me where Ralph was and if he got near our hide out. Sam N Eric told me that he was hiding but he does not know where. I tell them about our plan about killing Ralph. I tell him that we were going to surround the island and try to hunt them down. We started to get a move on it. We start from the Castle Rock working are way up to the end of the island. I start looking in the bushes and I start running deeper and deeper into the forest. I tell my troops to keep a good look our for him and what ever you do just kill. I get near a bushy field of flowers and smell the nice scented flowers. I then spot Ralph hiding in a thicket. I run with all my might and follow his every move. I then tell the troops around me to chase him down. I start chasing him and before I turned my head around he vanished. I started looking for him again. But this time the direction he ran. All I could say was I am not giving up until I hunt him down and once I do I will take his head and give it to the beastie.

Post #7: Lord of the Flies

Wait, It's not a beast!
Simon's Journal

I was on the ground in front of Lord of the Flies. My head down on the hard dirt with my hands on my stomach. I woke up and saw my knee bleeding. I was tangled up in a parachute, which was pulling and making it tighter and tighter on me and on every blow the tightness of the parachute was making the bad cut on my knee hurt and sting more and more. I untangled the parachute and with every bend in my knee I felt the painful sting of the cut. I untangle the parachute and made it purged. When the winded was getting strong and I felt a gust I let it free. Seeing it blow into the open air. Getting higher and higher in every gust. I looked back at the Lord of the Flies remembering what it said and how I was gonna have fun on the island. I was speaking with illumination. I thought all we did on the island was hear Jack and Ralph yell at each other. Saying that Jack and the hunters are not doing anything for our group. They were not helping out with the fire, they did not care about the huts or anything, all they did was hunt and not care about being saved. I also remembered the beast saying that he was the beast. I was confused. I think I am becoming barmy. How was he the beast? I thought the beast was a scary person that will attack you. The beast was theological. All he was, was a corpulent pig head on a stick. I started looking at his mouth. Looking at the blood dripping down into the dirt that was already covered in a puddle of blood. With its teeth as red as a red juicy apple and its mouth as wide as it could be. Looking at the tall wooden stick pummeled into the ground. I thought I was illusinating for a second because I thought it was impossible for me to be talking to a dead pig. The dead pig was dead and it does not know any words it just knows its language of words, and dead physical things do not talk. They just lay down. I thought that I was getting a fever or something. I then had enough of this nonsense. So I started walking. When I walked I felt the horrible pain on my knee. It felt like I was getting a cut all over again. On each step I took I felt it again and again. I suddenly gave up and I had no choice but to walk on all 4's. I put my hands on the dirt feeling the small pebbles smash into my hands. As my feet were in a very uncomfortable position. My heels up and my toes smashed on the ground. But I had no choice. It was either that or walking and feeling the horrible sting on my knee. I was walking and I was trying to figure out what I had to say to the others before I passed out. I started to think. But I could not grasp it. I started to walk some more and I felt a splinter go into my hand. Now I had to feel the splinter every time I put my hand down onto the bushy and grassy trail. I was in pain. All I wanted is to go back to my special place. I was still thinking. All the sudden I found what I was thinking for. As soon as I found it I also found Jack and Ralph and the rest of the survivors dancing and having a great time. I run on my hands and feet and yell out there is no beast it was just a dead man on the mountain. There is no beast. All they did was turn around and came toward me. They were all running toward me. I thought they were happy to see me because I passed out and I thought that they were worried sick about me. I yelled out again on my hands and feet, there is no beast it was just a dead man. All the sudden I see them pull out their spears and seeing them gaining speed. They were all rushing toward me. I wanted to runaway. But it was to late. Jack jumped on me and plunged the spear down my back. They were kicking and chanting. Were killing the beast. They were stabbing me with there pointy wooden spears. It was to late. I felt the terrible pain of my knee and then my back. My life was over and my eyes closed.