The Misunderstood Genius

Hello. This is Ralph. I don't really know what this is, but from looking at it I s'pose it's something Piggy has done. I'll continue where Piggy left off, but I'll have to make it short - I don't want others to see it. Listen. Piggy is gone. Really. Gone. He was hit by a huge rock, and he was knocked far off the cliff, swept away by the sea. Gone. Like Simon, and, and... We survived. We got off the island. But are we saved? We will never be safe from humanity. Oh, Piggy! Even though you had assmar, even though...what a friend you were.  If only you were here still, if only... Your wits have saved me again and again, and I will remember you...as the one true and wise friend.

Ralph and I talked after the raid. I was angry. Without my specs, I could barely see anything, it was all just blurs. I decided to go up to that filthy Jack and tell him. Ralph agreed with me, and said that if I'd like to go and give it a try, he'd go with me. Samneric, after some debating, decided to come along too.  We walked along the island, and found the large mountain that Jack's tribe now inhabited. I was scared now, realizing what territory we were approaching. Roger called out from atop the mountain, asking who we were. He told us he had orders to forbid our entry. Ralph asked for Jack, and suddenly a voice behind us spoke, almost making me jump. "What do you want?" Jack asked, with an edge to his voice. Ralph told Jack to give back my specs, but without his power and authority, his words were useless. Ralph began to resort to the only other thing that could speak, violence. As they began to fight I foresaw something, something bad happening. I whisper...

Simon had died. Last night in the feast. Now it wasn't really Simon's specific death that worried me, but it was the fact that someone had died. I hoped it was the only one that would occur on this island. It laid the reality so suddenly that I tried to avoid it. Ralph continuously brought it up, rocking, on his knees. I was worried for him and I tried to explain why we did it. We didn't really do it...we were on the outside...they made us. Suddenly a rustling noise came from outside as we were trying to sleep. I heard a stifled yell from Eric. Was it the beast? Had the beast come for us? Suddenly, a few metres away from the shelter where we were in, a sticked cracked, loudly. Something brushed against my shoulder, fumbled around, and then my asthma kicked in. I rolled around, gasping for breath. We fought shadows we could not see, and after a brief tussle the attackers flitted away. It was Jack and his stupid boys, coming to bother us again. What was his point? Why was h...

We could hear the party long before we could see it. Without regulation the savages were free to do whatever. However, as we arrived, all singing and dancing fell silent, one by one, until all eyes were trained on us. I did not know what to say, but there was nothing more to say. Suddenly, the two tending the pig ran towards us. They bumped into me with the pig, I don't know if it was an accident or purposeful, and I was scorched. I yelled, and so did they, but they did riotously, and once again I was a laughingstock, the whole island united over the mocking of me. I felt a bit embarrassed, but that combined with the nervousness I had felt earlier facing the silence created an indescribable emotion of humbleness. Jack, for all his evil deeds, told the two to give us a hunk of meat. I watched, entranced, as they ripped off a piece of meat and handed it to me. I wolfed it down, and my hunger called for another. Jack then made his move. "Who's going to join my tribe?" ...

I had thought that Jack would leave us alone. The storm in the background, Jack stealing fire, everyone leaving for the tribe, and chaos reigning gave me a headache. There was too much to think about; but logic was not an accepted facet to deal with problems on this island. I stepped down into the water, looking up at the clouds. I washed my glasses, bringing my head up to a squirt of water by Ralph. He laughed and shot another jet at me. Normally I would bear this with a sort of patience, but I felt as if something turned on inside me, and I didn't take it peacefully. I beat the water into Ralph's face, shouting a bit. Ralph sputtered, surprised, and stopped. I wouldn't stand for more annoyances like that. I noticed yet another drop in population - it seemed as if Ralph and I were the only remaining boys there. I expected that the rest of the boys were already making their way to Jack's party, where they undoubtedly where having a blast, with meat. Meat. I uneasily f...

I took it on me to have a celebration of sorts. With Jack gone, and his hunters no longer here either, I hoped that we would be left alone. Yes! I thought that we would be able to be rescued. This kind of hope had not come in a while, and I decided to have a small celebration for it. I called Samneric and us three went into the forest, gathering the choicest fruits. When we returned Ralph was staring into the fire, looking haggard and exhausted. When he saw what we had brought him, our chief's eyes lit up with gratuity. He thanked us, then thanked us again, more enthusiastically. We happily munched down on the fruit. After a while, we began to realize the real effect of the sudden fall in population when the large log burned out. How would we keep the fire going? Ralph began to talk to me. He was exasperated at the little priority that the boys gave the fire, how they were blind to the fact that it was their only chance to get off the island. He then added that sometimes he himse...

Ralph, Jack and the hunters are still off doing their thing in the forest. After a while, Simon returned, with a little trickle of red along his forehead. I was oddly grateful for the return of someone. "They'll be back after dark," Simon said to me, and immediately left afterward. I only now wonder where he has gone, for he walked right back into the mysterious forest. Did he not care about the beast? Then I did not think much of it. I hoped that they actually would be back by dark; if not, I would be very worried of spending the night alone with only a pack of littluns. They did come back by dark. Very dark, that is. When they came back, I sensed something had happened Ralph was somber and frowning as ever, and broke a dreadful news to me. I couldn't believe it. The beast was real. I still felt a shred of doubt, but now with so many pairs of eyes, so many witnesses, I had to abandon that doubt. Jack, however, was not scared of the beast. "What about my hunter...

It was a windy night, and I could hardly get sleep. As I tossed and turned, I suddenly heard another noise coming from the forest. "Piggy!" I heard, an urgent whisper from Ralph. Ralph told me that the twins, while tending to the fire, had seen the beast. I couldn't believe it. Before, the beast had almost been laughable to me - no. There couldn't be a beast. They ought to be joking. An assembly was quietly called in the early morning light. Samneric began to retell their horrifying story. I still didn't really believe in the beast, but I couldn't doubt it as much as I did before, with Samneric's story. What if there was a beast? What would become of us? I thought Jack's proposal to charge right in and confront the beast was a foolish idea and so I proposed to just wait here instead. Ralph disagreed, saying, almost yelling, that we needed to check the mountain, or we would be cramped on to the little bit of safe land we had. And so Ralph, Jack, and s...

After the party, Ralph left abruptly, saying only that he would call a meeting. After that, I stayed to finish my meat, and I quietly left as well. Ralph put his lips to the conch, and with the familiar symbol, everyone, even Jack, came to the meeting. It was a somber and quiet gathering, with no one laughing or even talking. Everyone seemed to understand to seriousness of the situation, even the littluns. Ralph began to talk like he had never before, laying down rules and order. He talked about the water shells, shelters, bathrooms, and the fire. He decreed that the fire only ever be on the mountain, which made sense, but which was met with large opposition. I tried to talk at one point but Ralph left no gap for discussion. Ralph moved on to address the infamous beast, and Jack piped in as well, using his hunter credibility to bolster the point. I took the conch after that, and decided to introduce a scientific aspect, when suddenly I realized something. "Unless-" I said, an...

After the intense situation last night, I decided to take a break today and lay down by the waters, doing some thinking about what we ought to do to get off this island. Ralph and Simon and some others, maybe, were off doing shelters. I thought that this was the right course of action but just didn't have the energy nor the will to go help them. Jack and his choir, or the newly named hunters, were off doing who knows what. I proposed an idea to Ralph about making a sundial, but it was waved off by him. I was about to press the importance of it, but I decided to stop there as it seemed like Ralph was irked by something. He left and slid smoothly into the water, and I followed him on land, on account of my assmar  asthma (how do you delete on this?). He was gazing out into the ocean, then suddenly bounced up. "Smoke! Smoke!" he yelled. I didn't understand. I peered out into the horizon and I saw what Ralph was screaming about. By the time I realized what Ralph was going...

The excitement of the boys rose as Jack and Ralph rattled off the amazing things that were found on their adventure. I noticed a little child being pushed forward, reluctantly, against his will. I didn't remember seeing this kid before, and he had a purplish mark on his face. He must have ran off into the forest to look for fruit. He murmured something, which I couldn't really make out, and Ralph asked him to speak up against the deafening silence of the boys that awaited. I decided to speak for him, and I took the conch, and leaned my ear close to him, and repeated what he said. "He says he found a beastie. Ever so big. He saw it." I found myself saying. This speculation brought him a large bout of laughter, and he stopped talking and shrunk away. Ralph and Jack tried to explain why a beastie could not be found on this island, and I myself don't believe in one either. How would a beast be on an island like this? After addressing this issue, Ralph moved on to insp...

Hullo! I was just flying on a plane, and suddenly we was attacked! And the whole thing rocked and started to dive! I thought I was gonna get an asthma attack. We ended up crash-landing on some island. What a stroke of luck! Today has been a very lucky unlucky day. Once I dropped down, I looked for anyone else. I saw many kids on the plane that crashed. I was very worried and it was hard to move in the humidity. Would we ever get off? I was wondering. 'Surely some of the kids survived?' I thought to myself. As if on command, I heard a rustling of some sorts behind the creepers. I called out to it, and a guy showed himself. He said his name was Ralph. I told him the name that people used to call me at school, just to get a little laugh out of him, but I overcompensated and he ended up in hysterics and pretending to machine gun me. But he promised to keep it a secret so I was not worried. We talked a bit and I think we became friends! We went exploring and found a conch shell insi...