Blog 2 - Disgusted

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Salvages. Everyone's pathetic. I feel my stomach being warped by their sight. They have no respect, no sense of anything. It's a shame.

Today, as we came together, Ralph recommended that we start a fire to make ships see us. Immediately, they all stormed off like a large mob of sickness. They found it irresistible to become disrespectful and rude.

I picked up the conch, and followed them. They all made a massive pile of wood. I tried to warn them about how it would be too large, but they shunned me because of how fat I am. They all grabbed piece after piece, and every piece was one more step closer to causing shameful death. They didn't care. This was obviously a popularity contest that I wasn't winning.

They then wondered how to light this pile of safety hazard. They immediately grabbed my spectacles.

"His Specs, let's use them" Someone said

I tried so hard but everyone considered me a stupid loser that didn't know nothing. They addressed me scornfully. The sun reflected onto the fire and a flame bursted into a fiery explosion. Tree after tree, leave after leave, twig after twig, every bit of the island was engulfed in a nimble flame that had no emotion or feelings. They were all stupefied. They didn't know what to do.

I knew I needed to speak. As I tried to get their attention, Jack, who I realized is quite officious, constantly interrupted me while I tried to make my point. The tumult of the kids made it even harder to make my point.

"You did nothing fatty."

"You just sat around"

I felt so stupid and ashamed. I can't understand why I was born fat. Why was I tortured? I had the conch and I had the right to speak. I don't get why people are like this but at least I know that I'm better than them.

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*Note: Disgusted (The Title) Represents how Piggy feels about the Group

Blog 1 - Soft Blows

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The plane was fun. We sang silly songs, we devoured delicious morsels, and we learned new card games. I was having a great time, but I felt a strange tingle in my chest. At the time it meant nothing, but it grew stronger. I now regret every second of ignorance. The plane descended from the sky, and a flame of rage exploded before my eyes. As we glided downwards, I saw sights of my fellow friends in their black uniforms, as they closed their eyes, and stayed behind. The sight of death made me quiver, and uncertainty of survival was my brain's top priority in thought. I made an effort to grasp onto them, but my attempt failed.

I awoke to a bunch of lush, green trees. I rose my head slightly to discover a lagoon in front of me. I had clamber over piles of plane parts to touch the edge of the water. My feet felt calmed and relaxed. I decide to take a break and I fell asleep. A while later, I awoke, to only speculate on what had just occurred. Where am I? What happened? I knew that I needed to do something.

"Haummmm" I heard a strident noise. "Haumm" Another Human? I followed the noise instinctivley. As I kept following, the noise made my head jumble. The grating of the vines let subtle hints of light beam on my face.

After a few minutes of walking I arrived to a sight of several boys. They were all gathered around a boy with a decorous conch. My face became pallor at the thought of survival. The boy was standing next to another fat kid. We elected a leader. One kid was really vain. He was constantly loud. He kept interposing us talking about how great he was. I voted for the kid with the conch because I felt like he would make a greater leader. The clamor from the crowd gave me a sense of confusion and desperation.

Some of the kids left us to go hunting, and the fat kid really wanted to go. When they told him he couldn't, he seemed indignant. I hope we aren't stranded, and if we are, I hope we are rescued very soon.

*Note: Soft Blows (The Title) is Representing the Blows on the Conch

Lord of the Flies!

Welcome to my brand new blog! Here, I will display my journal entries that detail the lives of the characters in the book "The Lord of the Flies" by William Golding. The story shows the true nature of humans without the pressures and rules of society. Many children are stranded and cooperate to survive. Unfortunately, not everyone is good. I get to read the book to find out more!