Thursday, March 6, 2008

Blog 14 - Revision of "Blog 8 - Death Awaits Below"

I sat in my area. I felt extremely comfortable here. The birds chirped, the flowers blossomed, and the wend gently blew.

The sun was out and there was a thin layer of clouds.

As I relaxed, Jack and some of the other boys brought a dead pig 10 feet away from me. The head stared. I stared. The next thing I knew it was the only thing. Me and it. I waited for it to speak.

"You have no chance. "

I turned back and found my eyes still stuck.

"None. Don't go. You'll die. Stay."

What could that mean?

"You will give in."

I stared into the pig's eyes. He stared back. The flies all wanted a piece of him. Not me.

"Don't go."

I stared more intensely.

"I'm your friend. You will give into me too."

I felt dizzy.

"They are all salvages."

"Who?"

"Jack, Roger, even Piggy and Ralph."

I couldn't stand it. I knew I couldn't give in. I had to be strong. It was torture. Suddenly, I collapsed.

When I woke up, there was a thicker layer of clouds and the wind blew harder.

I had it. I needed to end this beastie thing forever.

I ascended the mountain to really find out what this "beastie" was. I struggled to clamber. The hill seemed endless. My anticipation was overwhelming.

I finally arrived. The sun began to set. The wind blew harder.

I smelled something offensive. I turned to find a dead man with a parachute attached. The corpse was being eaten by flies. The smell was like 10 year old bread with dog poop smothered all over it. My body overreacted and gagged.

Suddenly, I realized this was the beastie the boys were imaginating. I suddenly broke into a sprint. I needed to inform them. The fear of the boys would no longer be corrupted.

It was dark, raining, and there was lightning.

As I got closer, I heard a chant.

"Kill the Beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!"

I tripped over a rock. I fell on my face. I slowly clambered up. Suddenly, all the boys surrounded me. I was drawn to the center. I became tremulous. I was suddenly being clawed and bitten. I screamed.

"The beast! It's a man!"

No one cared.

The rain began to trickle, and the lightning let up.

My eyes became steadfast, as the life was sucked out of them.

Jack stabbed me with a spear. Roger clawed at me. Piggy and Ralph were eating me.

I can't stand Jack and Roger for how mean they are but this was too far. They even turned Ralph and Piggy into salvages. They were eating me! Eating me! I trusted them and thought they believed in the same things as me but apparently that head was right.

"That head"

It was right. Wait.... what did it say? It said I'd... I'd..... die.

The rest, I don't remember. My death was unfortunate, but everything happens for a reason.

I just hope the boys realize the beast is a figment of their imaginations.

Blog 13 - Revision of "Blog 7 - Peer Pressure"

Today we were hunting for the beastie. We abandoned the littluns and Piggy and all of the biguns looked. We went to the other side of the island to what we called "Castle Rock". It was a place that only Jack had explored. He and Ralph both believed it was where the beastie resided. It was a bunch of boulders stacked on each other. It loomed above all of us.

"I'll go, I'm leader." Ralph said.

"I'll go too." Jack said.

They went inside of the cavern to find nothing. Jack thought it would be a great base station. Ralph Disagreed. He said it smelled terrible.

We were still on a quest to find the beastie. We all wanted to take a break before we went all the way to the other side of the island. Suddenly,

"Kill the Pig, cut it's throat" was being shouted by the crowd.

Suddenly I found myself right in the action, trying to throw a spear at Robert. It was infuriating when I missed him. I kept trying to get him. It felt really good to let it all out. I didn't care about rules and the punishments. Those no longer seemed important. Instead, I tried to do everything Jack, Simon, and even Ralph were doing. I lost control, and when we stopped it was overwhelming.

When we stopped Robert sniveled. He was hurt. I didn't really care and I was about ready to slither his throat and eat his blood.

Ralph then thought about Piggy and the littluns.

"Someone has to go back." Ralph said.

"Alone?" I asked.

"Yes Roger, alone." Ralph replied.

"I'll go if you like. I don't mind, honestly." Simon said.

Before Ralph could say anything Ralph trotted off into the forest.

We all walked along the what seemed like infinite pig run. I was so tired. We climbed across boulders, coverts, and weeds. We finally arrived at the base of the mountain. Ralph and Jack were uncompromising.

"Let's Go."

"We need three people."

"We need to warn Piggy."

"Simon already went"

After what seemed like hours of negotiating, they ended up taking me with them. As we ascended the mountain, it became darker. The blunder of stars provided enough light to see. We stopped. Jack left us to find the beastie.

I became more nervous. The beastie could come out any second to attack us. Ralph kept asking me random questions, but I really wasn't in the mood to answer them. I could have addressed him less sagely.

I really despise Ralph and Piggy, both of them want an equal democracy. I think I'm more like Jack though, there should only be one leader. I wish it was him.

I can't stand Piggy though. It keeps coming back in my head and attacking me. I needed to see him die. I don't know that could happen though, if Jack doesn't soon I will.

"Yes" I replied in a low tone.

Unexpectedly, Jack comes back. He says he saw an ape.

I froze.

Blog 12 - Trial Preperation

I am going to be Percival in the LOTF case. Here is what happened in each chapter:

Chapter 1:
Percival elected Ralph for leader because he had the conch. He stumbled upon the other boys by hearing the conch being blown by Ralph. Witnessed the choir boys voting for Jack.

Chapter 2:
Percival made a fire with the other boys resulting in the death of the boy with a birthmark. He then attended the first meeting that discussed the "beastie"

Chapter 3:
Percival relaxed with the boys while Ralph and Simon built huts.

Chapter 4:
Percival hid for 2 days in a hut crying and miserable. He was almost hit by a rock from Roger. He is described as the ugliest and smallest boy and his mother doesn't love him because of how ugly he is. He captures a pig with Jack. He witnessed the breaking of Piggy's glasses by Jack.

Chapter 5:
Percival remembers his name and address at meeting:

Percival Wemys Madison, The Vicarage, Harcourt st.

He cries when talking about beastie. He was then choked by Jack and falls asleep on the grass.

Chapter 6:
Waited w/Piggy while the boys explored for the beastie.

Chapter 7:
Waited w/Piggy while the boys explored for the beastie.

Chapter 8:
Jack discovers the beastie. He leaves Ralph's tribe to go to Jack's tribe.

Chapter 9:
Percival killed Simon with the other boys.

Chapter 10:
Waited while Jack, Roger, and Maurice stole Specs from Piggy

Chapter 11:
Witnessed Roger killing Piggy and Jack fighting Ralph.

Chapter 12:
Tried killing Ralph with the other boys in Jack's tribe. In the end when he approaches the Naval Officer, he can't remember name. This is contrary to chapter 5, where he remembers his full name and address.