Lord of the Flies: Chapter 12

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 12 - The Cry of the Hunters
"The End of the Hunt"

Perspective: Jack

Samneric are in MY tribe now. Roger had to poke and prod them a little, but they came to in the end. The only one left is Ralph. The stubborn fool, now he's out there somewhere, just waiting to be hunted. I have a feeling he's been close to my castle, castle rock. He probably even had a talk with Samneric, Sam probably even gave him meat. It doesn't matter, tomorrow is the hunt, and Roger has a stick sharpened at both ends especially for him. Then we can put him right next to the Lord of the Flies.

I can't believe that whelp tried to hide so close to my territory. He thought he could keep his secret with Samneric, but he doesn't realize, the do what I want, and nothing else. But we smoked him out real good. Then he hides right next to the Lord of the Flies! He just can't find a good hiding spot.

Now the hunt is done. Ralph has gotten the rescue that he wanted. Right up to the feet of the Naval Officer. Then he goes and says he's the leader, okay, I'll let him he can take the blame. Not that anything bad's happened, the Officer said he was disappointed in us because were British. He probably only thought I was a little boy with red hair and a black cap, but I'm chief, and I've done good on this island. Poor Percival, can't remember his own name.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 11

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 11 - Castle Rock
"Blood on the Rocks"

Perspective: Me

1. Piggy told Ralph to blow the conch, the talisman, as loud as he could. So as to tell the others order is still present.
2. Piggy wanted for Jack to give him his glasses because that was what was right, and he was going to tell him right to his face.
3. Ralph said they wouldn't be savages, no paint, but civilized and clean.
   
4. Roger challenges the boys truculently, but they come forward anyways.
5. When Ralph sees Jack he'd just come back from hunting.
   
6. When there was a cessation in the violence, Ralph called Jack a thief, starting the fight again.
7. After the fight, Samneric are tied up by the tribe, and told to join them.
   
8. The whole time Roger is throwing stones down at people.
   

Jack is the one that caused Piggy's death, he started the savagery. After he fell to his death, Jack felt no remorse, he only mentioned the conch, and said that he'd done that on purpose planned the death of Piggy, maybe even was happy that it'd happened. Plus, Jack refused to ask for help, all he had to do was ask Ralph for fire and it would have gladly been given. Ralph said, "If you'd asked for fire I would have given it to you." Instead he stole Piggy's glasses, blinding him, and forcing him to march to Castle Rock a dangerous place for a healthy man. Jack was the one that came up with the rock that guarded the bridge, even though it was unnecessary. Jack was the one that told Roger to stand guard, even saying, "Why are you down here?" When Roger came down after Piggy's death and Ralph. What kind of leader would put a boy that likes to throw things in charge of a giant rolling stone? You'd know that he could easily become delirious, and lose control. The role of watchman was unneeded before and especially after Piggy's death. In short, it's Jack's fault, he tried to be a leader just by bossing them around and not by thinking, he practically set up the board and all Roger needed to do was flip a switch.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 10

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 10 - The Shell and the Glasses

"I tried to tell them"

Perspective: Simon

Where am I? What's happening? Ouch. Woah, I must be in heaven. The Lord of the Flies was right, they killed me. I tried to tell them the truth and they killed me. I should have listened to the Lord of the Flies, then I would have been able to tell them later. I should have waited. What am I going to do now? Wait, what's that noise? Is that Ralph and Piggy? What are they saying?

Thank god, they didn't have a hand in my murder. But what's with all this nervous questioning chatter? Wait a second, were they in the dance too? They were, weren't they? How did Piggy and Ralph join the dance? They went to the feast after all didn't they. When the dance started they couldn't resist joining it. Then they even heard my voice, and knew it was me but that didn't stop them. How could even Ralph and Piggy be coerced by the beast. Even they let go of their civilness, even they became savage. Why are they denying it? They have to accept the wrong that they did, that's the only way to fix it. They have to go tell Jack enough is enough. If they don't admit to killing me, what's the use of my death, they have to use it! They were there! They have to see it!

Jack's a monster, the supreme ruler of the beast. He has his Castle Rock, the home of evil. Why can't the others see reason? Why do they listen blindly to everything he says? He knows that they would stop following him if they thought the dance was anything other than a ritual. That if they thought they had actually killed someone, killed me, they'd be out of there. But he couldn't off the beast either, they need his protection if the beast is alive, otherwise they'd just go back to shelter with Ralph. All of them know it. But no one want's to speak up. It's all just easier for them to say it wasn't me, and it isn't dead. They're just taking the easy road.

Jack has Maurice and Roger in his grips.

They're going for the fire now. There is no fire, uh oh, Piggy, has to keep his glasses. No! Ralph and Eric think they're attacking the others, but they're attacking each other. They can't let Jack have the glasses. If Jack has the glasses he has a complete tribe, no one will question him ever, Jack holds all the chips, now I don't know how Ralph's going to pull it together and regain control.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 9

Lord of the Flies

Chapter - A View to a Death
"The end of reason, bye Simon"

Perspective: Me!

In chapter 9 the butterflies have fled Simons' heaven. It's become a place of death and rot, now that it's home to the Lord of the Flies. The flies prefer the guts and gore of the dead sow, even though Simon had a popped vessel in his nose. They let him be when Simon decides to go to the top of the mountain. So when he reached the aviator and untangled the lines from the tree, he is mostly unmolested. But that doesn't mean that Simon is untroubled, he can't walk with a strong step, and that is seriously dragging him down.

Back at the beach Jack and Piggy, were invited to a party. But the hunger is too much for Piggy and he suggests they both go. After the suggestion is made Ralph can't help himself, he decides to go the party. Still, while he is okay with him joining the others, the others are more unsettled. The party turns akward the moment they arrive, and it isn't untill Piggy is burned that the whole group unites under his pain. Still one person wasn't satisfied. Jack was convinced that Ralph and Piggy owed him something, that they owed him the meat and protection that he was offering them, that doing that for them made him their cheif. He tells them that he will no longer acknoledge Ralph as his cheif, that the conch cannot reach his side of the island.

That brings the rain, the clouds show the darkness that the party has drifted into. They form their chant, Kill the Beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood! When Simon finally reaches the boys he is so tired, he can only crawl. He shares his secret with the boys, screaming as loud as he possibly can, but there is no reason or understanding in the boys eyes as they tear him with teeth and claws.

But in the end it's only one persons fault that Simon is dead, that person is Jack. He started his new tribe where he said, "Who'll join my tribe and have fun?" Some fun it turned out to be, his tribe of killers, but that's not all, maybe having a separate tribe wouldn't have been too bad. But Jack started the chant, "Do our dance! Come on! Dance!" Jack used the chaos that he knew he could bring out of them to distract them from his flaws, she was selfish, and brought the savagness out faster than could ever have been done before, he did it on purpose, Jack made them savage.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 8

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 8 - Gift for the Darkness

"I brought you a cookie, but I eated it."

Perspective: Me!

Jack and the hunters go to hunt for meat, but I don’t think they had to be that brutal and savage when they went about killing it. They found a pig, a mother sow, they didn't pick an old on that'd lived a long life. But a young healthy sow that had children. Then when they attacked her, she got away. While they were tracking her, she lost a lot of blood. Then she was so far gone she collapsed. She probably would have died anyway, or she wouldn’t have struggled if they decided to just walk up and cut her throat. But instead they leapt upon her stabbing and stabbing, not caring where they hit, causing so much unnecessary pain. Jack, the prefect, who’s supposed to know best isn’t even trying to get meat anymore, he just wants to see blood, and doesn’t care if the death is quick. He paunched her, and Golding described the guts. It was just to bloody and violent. Plus this was being done by kids younger than me. Then he cut the head off so easily, and rammed it onto the stick, the other end protruding from the pigs mouth. It was too graphic, and the ending to violent, almost demoniac. Thing so unnatural should be tabooed. It’s not right, to kills something so horribly and mutilate its corpse, living things should be given respect, not used as leverage against fear. These boys are far from the demure boys they used to be.

The good and bad in the boys is done with the war and equality, now the bad is winning over, and swallowing up the good. Ralph cannot keep the littl’uns or the even Piggy away from Jack and his offers of leadership, and his treats.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 7

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 7 - Shadows and Tall Trees

"The Eyes of the Beast"

Perspective: Ralph

We been here too long, the layer of dirt on our bodies has become a sight I'm too used to seeing. My clothes are caked in my own juices, a stiff brine stuck to by body. My hair has grown into an unruly mop, that may have even been used in the dun hallways of my old school it's so knotted and clumped. No one is impervious to the wear and tear of the island, it's ten times worse than any stains I could get in rugger. But nothing mattered, nothing could disrupt the flight of my spear.

It sailed through the air and hit that boar. I hit him, I hit that boar, my spear flew the air, and I hit him. Then when Robert was the boar, I hit him too. We caged him, and we killed that boar. Robert was a good sport too, letting us kill him. In that circle we didn't let the pig go, it didn't get away. We caught that boar and we slaughtered it, "Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!" The drums were pounding in my veins, the chaos of the kill, I tried to get closer to close in for the kill. But I couldn't in time, and Jack got to be the one to kill it.

The idea for a ritual is great, but maybe making a littl'un get killed is going a little too far. Still we could pretend with a littl'un, that would be great. Maybe then I'll get the kill. But we can't think about that. Not with that beast on the mountain. I saw it with my own two eyes. It was dark yes, and we were kind of far away, but there is no doubt in my mind the beast is there. It's watching, an waiting sitting by our fire. I wasn't being windy, the beast was sleeping then it looked up strait at me, with it's big black eyes. I saw it, Jack saw it, and Roger saw it, and none of us stopped to look back.

I can't wait to get off this island, I'm tired of the beast. I'm tired of the dirt, I'm tired of being cheif. I just want to go home. I can see home, in my dreams, when I wake. I just want to be home again.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 6

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 6 - Beast From Air
"I've Only Got One Eye"

Perspective: Piggy

Ralph said he wanted a sign from the grown ups. I haven't seen a sign, I didn't see a dead aviator from a battle above the island drop down and land when I was sleeping. I don't know how the grown ups would get us a message anyway, all the way to our island. The only thing up on the mountain is that beast Samneric were talking about. The talk of the beast seems interminable, no matter what the conversation starts off as it ends with the beast, the beast is a monster, a leviathan from the ocean, the beast is a ghost, the beast doesn't exist! Now the beasts seen marching around the forest, with it's eyes, teeth, and claws, as Samneric put it. They came down the mountain, arms flailing, never diffident when describing the beast. There isn't a beast, there never has been, it's just stupid storys of stupid kids.

Now everyones gone off to hunt the beast that doesn't exsist. Everyone but me. I couldn't first of all I only have one eye, since Jack broke my glasses I really only have one. The others as good as dead, I can't see a thing without the glass. Then there's my asthma, I couldn't breath, it was horrible, and Jack points it out, as a weakness. Says I'm being protected, well someone had to be in charge of the littl'uns. He says sucks to the littl'uns. I say sucks to him. It seems me and Jack will always be embroiled.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 5

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 5 - Beast from Water
"The Beast Inside"
Perspective: Simon

We let the fire go out. We had to talk. The fire was just the start of the problems Ralph pointed out. He said we couldn't do what we'd said we would. Like drinking water out of the coconut shells, building good shelters, and only doing short by the rocks. It was a little ludicrous to believe we ever could, and I'm not sure if it will get done now. That discursive ending means they might not even remember what this meeting was about. The meeting represents life on the island, we're losing our civility. Slowly gravitating towards the dirtiest things about human kind our instincts, the savageness, the wish to kill, and the wish for nce. It's breaking out leaders apart, and with it it's breaking us. I feel an obligation to join Jack, but I couldn't do it. I just sat there with Ralph, because he's trying for order, and we need order.

The there's our fear. The little ones that cry in the night lamentation, tossing and turning over the thoughts of the beast, the effigy of the growing fear. Even the Big'uns feel it know, when they have their turned. I know the thing that Percival saw was me, but the others are not satisfied. We are the only true beasts on the island. I couldn't tell them, they wouldn't listen, the words stuck in my throat. But I knew the dirtiest thing, the dirtiest thing is us. What we are becoming, where we will go to for guidance. It's coming, moving wildly through the forest tempestuosly gaining on us, the dirtiest thing is Jack.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 4

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 4 - Long Hair and Painted Faces
"We Needed the Meat"

Perspective: Jack

This island has no secrets, not from me. It loves me, and I love it, and when I paint my face I'm a part of the island. The swarthiness of my face hidden behind the clay and charcoal. I leave behind England, it's not important anymore, our island is all that matters. The rhythm of the hunt, the sun, beats deep in my blood. The littl'uns play, eat, and sleep, there good for nothing and just take up precious space on my island.
I couldn't have known a ship would pass at the exact moment my hunters left the fire. We needed the meat. Everything was perfect, the pigs on the mountain, the hunters and our spears, we had to go then. The hunt was perfect, the gouts and gouts of blood, the pigs death screams. But that stupid boat went by, and destroyed my trophy.
Then Simon, stupid little Simon, gives the fat belligerent Fatty a piece of meat. He doesn't deserve it, the fat, ass-mar infected, fatty. The know-it-all that says he could do better, he wouldn't he'd do the exact same thing in my shoes. Damn him, damn them all! They should have just taken the meat. Then Ralph stands there and tells me I'm too malevolent. I even apologized. He doesn't deserve to be chief, he's weak. He wouldn't do it, he wouldn't kill. There's power behind the spear, impalpable to people like Ralph. We dominate those pigs. Now that we have found the way to kill the pigs, we don't even need to be rescued. It doesn't matter that there was no fire to signal the ship, because we needed the men for the hunt, and I don't regret it anymore because now we have meat.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 3

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 3 - The Huts on the Beach
"Shelter from the Beast"
Perspective: Ralph

They all run off, the littl'uns. I'm left here to build the huts, just me and Simon. Jack's hunters come back empty handed, they go to bathe, Jack comes back and doesn't say anything about our hard work. No one works, they talk about it with serious faces, we'll build shelters, we'll build jet planes, then they run off. I wish some of them were officious instead of the errant beings they've become. With all the work left to me, the vicissitudes of the job are starting to get to me, and I know Jack wants to be chief, that's why we can't seem to get along. But he doesn't care about the littl'uns he doesn't listen to their screaming at night, it softens my heart to hear them when they're martyred. But once the shelters are built, the nightmares should abate. Still, I'm beinging to think Jack only cares for himself, not even himself sometimes, since he seems to have to wish to be rescued. He only s for his kill, his bloody victory. We don't even need meat, theres no need for death, but he continues his trek. It makes me angry, the greatest need on this islands is obviously the need to get off the island, but he lets his hunters slack off when they're tending the fire.
Of course then there's Simon who never has to be induced to help, but at the same time will wander off without a word. Still as the only one to help build the tents, Simon is useful. But he's the only one, we won't be able to last out the year, not without good workers.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 2

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 2 - Fire on the Mountain
"Just a Bunch of Kids"

Perspective: Piggy

There just a bunch of kids they are, playing a game. This is not a game, it's real life, and we have to fight to survive. Now all the fire wood is gone, along with most of our chances to signal a ship. This island is useless, its hot all the wood is dead, and the beastie is roaming the forest. Then it turns into the tendrils of creepers, so we can't confirm it doesn't exist, and now we've lost the birth mark boy, lost him to the forest, lost him to the fire, lost him to the beastie, so he can't even speak for his visions. I hope we get rescued soon, because I don't know if Ralph can keep leading them, keep leading these kids. But I'm not sure how, I think we just have to tough it through, and make sure we last. The future is inscrutable, but as long as we keep to the rules, and we think everything through, we should be okay.

I brought the conch I did, to the top of the mountain, I brought order. What'd they do? They stole my specs, I couldn't to anything, could hardly see my hand I could. Used my specs to start a fire, used the fire to burn down the mountain. I told them what they'd done, me with the conch in hand, but no one listens to me, no one listens to Piggy. But as soon as Ralph says the word, they stare is rapt attention.

I'm the only one with any sense left. I'm the only one that successfully resisted the compulsion of this , they've all gone wild, they've all become savage. Even Ralph, the one I chose to be a leader. He told me to shut up, and never shows a sign of him being contrite. As I sleep I can't help myself, I dream of the island. Of the boat that will bring us home. All we have to do is stick to the conch. But already the law unfolds.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 1

Lord of the Flies
Chapter One: The Sound of the Shell

“Why is it so hot?”

By Simon

It happened so fast, all the sudden to find myself on the island. If someone had told me before that I would be stranded on an island I would have told them that was incredulous. But somehow I am. I’m not sure what happened one second we were in the plane then the plane was on the ground and we had to scramble out. Good thing, the choir stayed together, who knows what would have happened if Jack hadn’t been there to direct us. But he’s always being so negative, and controlling, even on this beautiful island, the clear water, but while the trees are so tall and the fronds protect us from the sun, it’s still so hot and Jack won’t let us take off our togs not even our stupid hambone frills. He doesn’t like me I think, he would never give me a hand, it’s always “Get up Simon!” Never a, “Are you okay?”

So I’m glad he wasn’t made leader, because I think the boy Ralph seems nice enough, he invited me to go explore with him. He seems like he’d make a good leader. Plus he has the conch, and the conch has the power to bring us all together, which is good since we would never have been able to see who else was on the island is the conch wasn’t there to signal us. I'm glad we heard the conch, while being under Jack is great and all, it's better with Ralph. I remember the happiness that swelled in my chest when we heard the horn and Jacks said there was a man with a blow horn, but all it was was a boy with a shell, and now we know we're all alone. So now we’re going to be hunters, all of us in the choir. But I don’t know how much longer all of us are going to listen to Jack, Ralph gave Jack the choir, but the choir didn't say that we'd obey him, we’ll have to make our own decisions of who we’re going to follow.

From what I saw from on top of the mountain this island is pretty glamorous, but even though it's wild, there are creepers everywhere. Creepers, trees, and pigs. Only us boys from the plane here, and I don’t think I’ll ever see that pilot again if the plane went into the ocean, so no adults. There's no protection from the sun it's so hot here, I almost fainted, well I did, but only for a second.

If I Were Stranded on an Island

If I was stranded on an island and I could choose not to be alone I would pick my sister, because I trust her to keep my alive. So I could sacrifice her to whatever was trying to eat me. The I would pick Carly because she's my friend and I wouldn't want to be lonely. Besides I would probably need someone to keep me from going crazy. The last person I would take would be my friend Andy because he's been camping before so would probably have some knowledge of being in the wild and know how to survive.

To help us survive in the wild. I would bring a machete. It's already been proven to be helpful on survival trips, it must have been because they always use it in Survivor. Because it is very useful for different things and I could use it to build shelter and to fend off hostile beings if the need arose. I'd also bring a piece of flint, so I could start a fire it would scare off the bigger animals, and I could use it to cook food and to boil water. Then I would bring one more thing, I would bring I radio, one of the ones that you can speak to the airwaves through, even though it doesn't work in Gilligan's Island so I can tell the rescuers to pick me up. The radio would be a fancy wilderness explorer radio that also came with a G.P.S. that shows latitude and longitude. So I would be able to tell my rescuer's exactly where I was. After that I would make a signal fire so the planes would easily see me, then I would be off the island. I hope those objects along with the three objects of each person I'm bringing with me helps me to survive my island experience.

I'm not sure why I was on the island to begin with since. I obviously knew beforehand that I would be stranded on an island since I brought all my survival tools with me. Justin was sad that I didn't bring him, so I think I would be able to sneak him into my suitecase.