I wake up in
total darkness. I can’t remember what happened leading up to this moment.
There’s a little light coming from in front of me. I wonder what’s over there.
I start to walk over to the light and walk through it. As I get through it all
my memories start crawling back to me. Samneric, Ralph, and I went to Jack’s
tribe to get my specs back. Jack and Ralph were fighting and throwing punches
at each other. I try talking to them about the right thing to do. Next thing I
know there’s a jolt in the earth and I’m hit by a blowing force throwing me off
the cliff. Now I’m here, so that must mean I’m dead. I’m dead! I look around
and I see some houses, like a little village and I see Simon looking through
the clouds. I go and join him and we look down on what the others are doing.
Things aren’t going well. Jack yelled that Ralph no longer had the conch and
Ralph yelled back that he was the chief. Then Jack and his hunters chased Ralph
through the forest and got to the pig’s body and headed back and told Samneric
to join their tribe, but they said it wasn’t the way to go and no. Why can’t
they stop fighting and get along. Can’t they see that two people are already
dead and they could be next?
So sorry that you have to be in this mess. If we had all got along then things won't be like this. You will be alive of this. I hope you are well, you and Simon.
ReplyDeleteI'm another one of those dead people. And I 100% agree. They need to realize that this tension between them is going to cost them their lives one day, whether its on the island or when (if) they get back to Britain. It happens everywhere, this tension between man, and I think it's unhealthy.
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