Lord of the Flies: Journal #13

Chapter 13- Nigthmares & Bedtime Stories

"Kill the Beast, Cut His Throat, Spill His Blood!, Kill the Beast, Cut His Throat, Spill his Blood!"  The boys were all chanting above Ralph, their spears a s sharp as shark teeth, the last thing Ralph saw was the hatred in Jack's dark eyes as he was standing above him with his spear to his heart.

"Ahhh!" Ralph woke up lying on his bed, he was sweating and breathing heavily, "It was justa dream, it was on ly another dream" he told himself.  It had only been two weeks since they had been rescued form the island.  But the memories were still fresh in his mind, everything since the first day when he was walking on the beach with Piggy, to the last day when he thought that Jack was going to murder him, when he thought that it was all over, when he lost all hope.  Ralph had been having all sorts of nightmares since he had left the island, now he was just living a normal life again, as if nothing had ever happened; the only diffrence was that now his parents were much more overprotective than before, they never wanted him to dissapear like that ever again, they wouldn'y even send him to school yet.

Ralph sat on his bed and refleted on his journey back home... After   the naval officer had found them on the island he had his men search the whole island for any surviving boys, no one said anything about Simon, Piggy, or the boy with the mullberry birthmark, not even Ralph.  The ride back home was very long and unconfortable, especially for Ralph.  I mean really put yourself in his position: your on a ship fo about two weeks with a group of savage boys that want to kill you and the only thing that is stopping them is the fact that the ship is full of trained naval officers with a lot of military experience, you would be unconfortable too.  In time everyone recovered form thie experince on the island.  Percival recovered, Maurice recovered, Robert recovered, even Rodger recovered, and Jack, well Jack is another story.  Sadly, Jack did not recover; he was very upset after all of the power that he lost, it just happened so quickly, all becuase if that naval officer.  Jack hated that naval officer, he did not want to go back home, he did not miss anyone, not his friends, not his family, he did not want anyone telling him what to do anymore, he just did whatever he wanted now.  the naval officer noticed Jack's problems on the ship and when they all returned home he convinced his mother to shend him to the RCTC, the Rehabilitation center for Troubled Children. 

Ralph remembered the first time he saw Jack, he was just an innocent little choirboy, with his little black robe and his little black cap.  He also remembered the last time he saw Jack, it was on that cold December day on that dock, the day they returend to England.  Sion's mother was there: the school gave out a notice  to all of the parents that lost their childrenon the crash.  Simon's family and Jack's family had been very good friends for many years and Simon's mother went up to Jack as he was leaving, 

"Have yo seen Simon darling"

"I'm afraid I haven't ma'am" replied Jack with an evil smirk as her eyes filled with tears...

Knoking on the door suddenly inturupted Ralph's flashback.

"Ralph, are you allright , i heard you screaming," Ralphs motehr asked refering to hi nightmare.

"Yeah I'm fine mum, don't worry about it"

"Allright, Goodnight"

"'Night mum" he replied as he sighed.  Ralph had told his parents about the island, but he had no exactly told them the whole story.  He told them that it was a nice peace full island that was all fine and jolly, you know like the the kind of islands that you see in movies and TV shows, where everythign is like some kind of fantacy world, yeah right.  He couldn't tell them the truth about what really happened on the island or they would send him to a psychiatrist, or worse, they would send him to the RCTC with Jack.  Ralph sat back as he was falling asleep adn thought about his experience on the island, it was something that he never wanted to forget, but also something that he hoped no one would ever have to go through.  I mean imagine if everyone went through that experince in their life, half the world would be in rehab; our world would be a mess.  Ralph knew that he had changed since he had come back form teh island, btu he really hoped that this change would make him any diffrnet in a negative way.  He hoped that thid change would not affect his future.

: . : 20 years later : . :

"Daddy, I don't wanna go to bed" complained Theodore

"You have to get your rest, were going to the zoo tommorow, remember!" replied Ralph

"Can you at least tell me a bedtime story before I go to bed, Pleaaaase!"

"All right, all right, one story, but you have to promise to go to bed afterwards, Okay?"

"I promise"

"Which story  do you want to hear tonight?"

"The one about the boys on the island!"

"Okay, where were we?"

"The part where Jack takes Piggy's glassses to make a fire!"

"Oh yeah, so evil Jack took Piggy's glasses, and there wa not really anything he could to about it because Jack was so mean and..."

 : . : The End : . :

Lord of the Flies: Journal #12

Chapter 12 - Cry of The Hunters

All that for Nothing - Jack

I can't beilieve it after everything I did, after all of the power I had, it dosen't matter anymore, because we were rescued. I mean I pretty much had all the power of this island and right before we were about to kill Ralph, they came. Ralph is a lucky guy, I mean if they would have came like 10 minutes later he would have been dead, but they came just in time to save Ralph. It's not that I didn't want to be resuced it's just that now that were going back home I'm just going to be same old Jack Merridew again, same old Jack Merridew that has to go to school, same old Jack Merridew that has to do his homework, and same old Jack Merridew that has to litsen to grown-ups. After all that we went through, it dosen't mean anything anymore, beacause were going back.  

On the othe hand when I saw Jack walking up to us with that officer, it was that moment that I realized how much I really missed home, and how much I really wanted to get off of this island.  When I get home I naver have to see or deal with any of these boys ever again, especially Ralph.  When I saw that officer he remiended me of my father and then I started thinking about my parents, this whole time they probobly thought I was dead.  I haven't thought about going home at all ever since the day Ralph and Piggy saw that navy ship and got really mad at me, in fact this whole time I was trying to avoid the topic of going home.  I guess Simon was right, all we needed was hope.

Lord of the Flies: Journal #11

Chapter 11 - Castle Rock

Were All Gonna Die Here - Ralph

I can't believe this, first Simon, now Piggy, we have to get off of this island now! This is just getting way out of control.  Ever since Jack became 'chief' anyone who I actually likes me gets killed, for all I know Samneric could be next, all because of me, all because Jack hates me.  Is it my fault that Simon and Piggy got killed?  I mean with Simon if we would have never gone to Jack's feast, Simon would have found us at our camp and we would probably be sleeping and everything would just be all fine and jolly.  With Piggy, we should have took better care of Piggy's glasses, them Jack wouldn't have found them and taken them, and then we wouldn't be going after him and get smashed by rocks.

Poor Simon, he was such nice guy, to be honest I never really liked Piggy he was always very annoying all talking about his ass-mar, but he was loyal, he never went off to join Jack like the rest of all of them, so I guess I miss him too.  I swear if we don't get rescued soon were all going to die, even Jack.

Lord of the Flies: Journal #10

Chapter 10 - The Shell & The Glasses

It was an accident... - Piggy

Even I have been trying to convince Ralph that we didn't kill Simon and that it was just an accident, I know the real truth, but I just can't get myself to admit it.  I can' t believe that we murdered Simon, how could we.  Now I want to get off of this island more than ever, I mean for all I know I could be next.  There is no order on this island anymore, ever since Jack became chief things are just so barmy.  If Ralph was still chief Simon would probably still be here. My auntie always told me that hate was a very strong word and to never use it against anyone, but I hate Jack so much.

I wonder what Jack is doing right now, he is pretty much in charge of all of the boys now, except for Ralph, Samneric, and me.   There up on Castle Rock, he doesn't even care that we lost Simon, he probably convinced the other boys not to care either.  Today he took my specs, and I know why, he took them to make the fire, he could have just took some of our fire, but he took my specs so that he wouldn't have to come back here to keep taking the fire.  I hate to admit it, but Jacks a pretty smart guy.  I don' think that the rest of the boys realize that now that Jack has all the power were all going to die, we need to be purged.  All we have left now is hope...

Lord of the Flies: Journal #9

Chapter 9 - A View to a Death

I Died... - Simon

For the most part today was a good day, well except for the end. Anyway, I must have fallen asleep or something because I had some kind of dream illusion type thing that I was talking to the Lord of the Flies, you know the pig on the stick full of black blood and flies. It was weird because somehow the Lord of the Flies was me, well not the regular me, a different side of me, the bad side of me, kind of like my own beastie, it was just really weird. The Lord of the Flies told me that I was wrong, you know how I told everyone that the beastie is just the evil in the each of us. He told me that if I kept telling every one that, they were going to kill me, even Piggy, even Ralph, well it turned out he was right

After I talked to the Lord of the Flies I realized that the beastie that everyone was saying they saw on the top of the mountain was just a dead British army solider with a huge parachute. I was so exited to go tell everyone. So I was on my way and suddenly it started to rain and I tripped on the parachute, I fell and tripped all over the place it was very dark and wet. Finally I got to the camp and I could not wait to tell everyone that i found the real beastie. Suddenly everyone formed a circle around me and started chanting and stabbing me, I think they thought I was the beastie, I mean it was very dark and my face was full of blood, I yelled and screamed trying to tell them about the real beastie and that it was just me, Simon, but it was impossible to tell them over all of their chanting and yelling. How could they do this to me, what did I ever do, honestly I thought I was one of the nicest people on this island. Even Piggy and Ralph were in it, just like the Lord of the Flies told me they would be. The last thing I saw was Jack's dark eyes full of hatred, I started to loose consciousness and them everything went black...I died.