My head was pounding with an unceasing thud thud, thud thud, thud thud. I opened my eyes and scrutinize my body for reasons why I felt pain. Red blood oozed out of a gashed wound on my thigh. I felt, I felt, I felt, I don’t know the word to how I felt.
* I probably lack the knowledge of the word because of my head injury.
After I discovered my wounded leg I heard a blasting noise from who knew what at the time.
* It was a conch… They make an awfully loud clamor.
I felt an urge to go to the deafening noise. So, I ripped off my jeans and tied it around my leg, and got up and started my vogue towards the noise. When I arrive to a beach, a chubby boy who asked me my name approached me. I said Harvey, and in return got no response to his name. …show more content…
I do not believe that the beastie is real, but it still keeps me awake at nighttime. I do not tell the others though, because the littluns are the ones who are supposed to be gutted with terror. The older group does not believe in the Beastie, but Jack was prone to catch and kill the beastie, unlike the pig he failed to kill on day one. I wanted to smack him upside the head and tell him to shut his laughing gears because he was being so hypocritical. Subsequently after the boy with the birthmark told his fibs he deleted himself from our view.
****Addition to Entry 2 The “Beastie”****
Simon discerns that the beastie was not real, and that we are the beast. I began to feel bereft of his presence now that he is gone. I really liked Simon. Now that I think back to his words spoken previously, we are the beast.
For Simon… I am a savage.
I killed you Simon, along with all the others, I am so sorry. I will admit to you through the words here on this page that I killed you, but I will not aloud to anyone. Words will not admit my savagery, because I was not always this boy. I have changed and not for the better. Sleepless nights are now not from the beastie but from my guilt of killing …show more content…
Last night Jack stole Piggy’s eyesight, so now we left to “Jack’s” side of the island to confront him. Before we left, Ralph wanted to clean up a bit. After we discovered their was not a whole lot we could do, and realizing they would look the same unkempt way, we ignored our tangled long hair, stinky breath, and continued to start our way to Jack’s side of the island.
* Now that I have been on the island for who knows how many months, I really would think a toothbrush was opulent.
When we arrive to the destination of “Jack’s side of the island” there seemed to be a fire burning. Ralph approached to talking distance of Jack and told him that he must return Piggy’s glasses, because he is blind without them. Jack ignored Ralph and basically told him to lay off. With continuous bantering between Ralph and Jack, Piggy reminded Ralph that he needed his protection. Ralph was telling Piggy he would be fine if he stayed put. Piggy just about screamed have you lost your marbles. I looked at Piggy though and glared at him, and gave him the “really” eyes.
*I guess I should not have given Piggy the “really” eyes, because he knew in his gut that something felt
* I probably lack the knowledge of the word because of my head injury.
After I discovered my wounded leg I heard a blasting noise from who knew what at the time.
* It was a conch… They make an awfully loud clamor.
I felt an urge to go to the deafening noise. So, I ripped off my jeans and tied it around my leg, and got up and started my vogue towards the noise. When I arrive to a beach, a chubby boy who asked me my name approached me. I said Harvey, and in return got no response to his name. …show more content…
I do not believe that the beastie is real, but it still keeps me awake at nighttime. I do not tell the others though, because the littluns are the ones who are supposed to be gutted with terror. The older group does not believe in the Beastie, but Jack was prone to catch and kill the beastie, unlike the pig he failed to kill on day one. I wanted to smack him upside the head and tell him to shut his laughing gears because he was being so hypocritical. Subsequently after the boy with the birthmark told his fibs he deleted himself from our view.
****Addition to Entry 2 The “Beastie”****
Simon discerns that the beastie was not real, and that we are the beast. I began to feel bereft of his presence now that he is gone. I really liked Simon. Now that I think back to his words spoken previously, we are the beast.
For Simon… I am a savage.
I killed you Simon, along with all the others, I am so sorry. I will admit to you through the words here on this page that I killed you, but I will not aloud to anyone. Words will not admit my savagery, because I was not always this boy. I have changed and not for the better. Sleepless nights are now not from the beastie but from my guilt of killing …show more content…
Last night Jack stole Piggy’s eyesight, so now we left to “Jack’s” side of the island to confront him. Before we left, Ralph wanted to clean up a bit. After we discovered their was not a whole lot we could do, and realizing they would look the same unkempt way, we ignored our tangled long hair, stinky breath, and continued to start our way to Jack’s side of the island.
* Now that I have been on the island for who knows how many months, I really would think a toothbrush was opulent.
When we arrive to the destination of “Jack’s side of the island” there seemed to be a fire burning. Ralph approached to talking distance of Jack and told him that he must return Piggy’s glasses, because he is blind without them. Jack ignored Ralph and basically told him to lay off. With continuous bantering between Ralph and Jack, Piggy reminded Ralph that he needed his protection. Ralph was telling Piggy he would be fine if he stayed put. Piggy just about screamed have you lost your marbles. I looked at Piggy though and glared at him, and gave him the “really” eyes.
*I guess I should not have given Piggy the “really” eyes, because he knew in his gut that something felt