Chapter #8
The next morning, the news of the monster had all of us in a state of uproar as they gather on the beach. Piggy, who was not on the mountain the night before, is baffled by the other boys' claims to have seen the monster. Jack seizes the conch shell and blows into it clumsily, calling for an assembly. Jack tells the others that there is definitely a beast on the mountain and goes on to claim that Ralph is a coward who should be removed from his leadership role. The other boys, however, refuse to vote Ralph out of power. Enraged, Jack storms away from the group, saying that he is leaving and that anyone who likes is welcome to join him. Then a littlun told Jack if he was going to dress DEMURE because his clothes were dirty.
Deeply troubled, Ralph does not know what to do and he said to him salf am I very DEMONIAC? Piggy, meanwhile, is thrilled to see Jack go, and Simon suggests that they all return to the mountain to search for the beast. The other boys are too afraid to act on his suggestion, however. Ralph slips into a depression, but Piggy cheers him up with an idea we should build a new signal fire, on the beach rather than on the mountain. Piggy's idea restores Ralph's hope that they will be rescued. The boys set to work and build a new fire, but many of them sneak away into the night to join Jack's group. Piggy tries to convince Ralph that they are better off without the deserters. Ralph said to Piggy " I PREFECT you than enyone else.
Before I got to my secrete place a kid came up to me and ask me if I like TABOO and I said "no"so he just said "ok" and he went runing to the beach. Just before Jack's tribe raids the beach, I slips away from the camp and returns to the jungle glade where he previously sat marveling at the beauty of nature. Now, he finds the sow's head impaled on the stake in the middle of the clearing. I sit alone in the clearing, staring with rapt attention at the impaled pig's head, which is now swarming with flies. The sight mesmerizes him, and it even seems as if the head comes to life. The head speaks to me in the voice of the “Lord of the Flies,” ominously declaring that I will never be able to escape him, for he lies within all human beings. He also promis to have some fun with me. Terrified and troubled by the apparition, I collapses in a faint. Then I PAUNCHED myself because I got mad at the “Lord of the Flies.”
To kill a mocking bird #9 Scout's prespective
16 years ago
No comments:
Post a Comment