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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.
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
2 comments:
Your first paragraph clearly and immediately sets up Piggy as being a moral authority and a person of reason and conscience. It's great.
Kira
William-
Amazing job! One of the best I've seen! Can you fix "salvages"? It should be savages. Also, what about the littlun with the birthmark? Still, great job!
-Emma
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