| Thursday, October 2, 2008 |
| Lord of The Flies by William Golding #10 |
Chapter 10 - The Shell and The Glasses
There Was No Murder! by Piggy
I can't believe it! Simon! Ah... I miss him. I don't know why we did it.. but.. I don't know. I guess you can say I was caught up in the moment. The dancing, everything-- I can't believe it. It was barmy. The illumination just wasn't right. Ralph kept trying to talk to me about it, but it's just too sad. He wants to call an assembly, and talk to everyone about it- but he's not really a chief anymore. The conch is now useless. Nobody will listen to it anymore. Jack took over the island now. He has all the power. I don't want to go to Jack's tribe. It's too evil. He even tried to beat us and scare us by howling and shrieking when we were sleeping. It's mean. He tried to take away my glasses, and I know why. I thought he might have wanted the conch. You know, for the power and everything that Jack wants. But he just wanted my specs for his fire. Stupid, greedy Jack...
I don't want another incident like this to happen again. I don't want to talk about it. It's too awkward. I guess we could act like it never happened. I'm not a murderer! Well, I don't want to be one.. It's not theological. Ahh.. I want to be purged out or something. |
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