chapter 4 - LOTF

chapter 4 - LOTF

chapter 4- painted faces and long hair
perspective- jack

BE PROUD OF ME-

It started out a nice day. I was just making my way through the forest when I came across a leaf looking thing that appeared to be carrying some sort of dyed mushy substance. I scooped up the leave gently not knowing what to expect, and picked up a slight portion in my hand. I ground this odd, reddish, looking substance in my fingers, and was surprised by how easily it had smeared into the crevices of my palm. I quickly went in search for some more of this unique resource. After a slight and narrow trek through more forest, I came to a halt in front of one of the same plants carrying the same substance. Again I picked up the paint looking material, but to my amazement, this time the color inside did not have a red tint, but a pure black richness to it. Knowing how easily this new discovery spread across my skin, this time I did not try to smear it across the planes of my fingers. Instead, I gathered as much as I could in the time that I had and rushed back with the leaves bunched up against my side. When I got back, I found Roger relaxing on the shore with Johnny going off about his weird ways. I hurried quickly to their side. "Look at what Ive got!" I about yelled with excitement about my new discovery. I unraveled one of the leaves first, not realizing which one I was picking up in my hands, and smeared it across the lines of my jaw all the way to the tips of my forehead. As I dropped my hand, I noticed that I had just put red around my face. Just as quickly as I dropped my hand, I revealed the other one; black. I pinched some in between the tips of my fingers, and placed this darkest of color below my eyes and on my nose. By the time I had finished smudging this new discovery against, the already swarthiness, of my skin, I told them that, us hunters, could go into the forest and be prepared to gain on a new challenge; killing and feasting on a pig. With Roger and Johnny, we rounded up all the hunters and went out to begin our hunt with a new sense of confidence. Once we were all masked up, we found ourselves almost near the sand shore, crouching and circling a nice set of hoofs. We slashed our prey again and again until I had contact with the throat, and with no hesitation, pierced my knife into the squealing pig that knew what fate it had coming. With great achievement, I stood up and got my group of true, and focused, hunters into a chant that should have been heard, in my opinion, from miles and miles up the mountain. The gouts of black blood, covered the massive area of ground while we were making our way up the mountain to meet Ralph. I lead our troop up the mountain, knowing the whole way there, that Ralph and the others would be so proud of me and would finally understand their mistake of making Ralph "chief". Psh.. Ralph = Chief?.. what an odd combination. Whatever, I caught my first pig and the rest of the boys will be excited to finally have some nutrition in their system, and it would all be because of MY perspiration. MY determination. And all of MY efforts to continue the hunt with massive enthusiasm. The first sight of Ralph initiated a self confident flow through my blood stream and made me walked just a little bit faster. The rest of hunters were trying to keep up with my pace, and I could tell by the quickening of their steps and the heavy breathes that they took in. We reached the landing point that Ralph, Piggy, and Simon were standing on, looking out towards the sea. I tried to get their attention and once they heard me, they turned around with a natural belligerence look on each one of their faces, staring me down with blackened pupils. I tried to ignore that, and show off my catch, but before I could brag, Ralph interrupted me with a malevolent edge to his voice. "You let the fire go out." Darn, the fire... I really hadn't thought much about it lately but I guess since I had nothing much to say about the subject, why not try to avoid it by pointing to the twins, who had just joined us, carrying our pig in between them. "Its only been out for a few hours, BUT look at the pig that I caught!" Ralph, Simon, and Piggy were unimpressed. Ralph was the one to speak again. With even more sharpness, he glared at me while speaking, "There was a ship. And you let the fire go out." A ship? In the sea? Near OUR island?! But I caught a pig! "But look at the pig that we caught. I'll start the fire up again once we get this pig roasting." Before Ralph could stare me down again, Piggy was the one to step up. Ive never seen him so fierce or so full with emotion before. Whoa, where'd Piggy come from? I turned to look at him with boredom but tried to compose my face. He was ragging out about how I had just lost our chances of getting rescued off this bloody island, and then he had my attention at once. He didn't think that I wanted to get off the island too?! Ive been the one trying to get food so we can get off the island ALIVE! If we don't have a balanced nutrition, then we'll all die of the Montezuma’s revenge, because of all those berries that theve been picking up and eating along the way. I immediately lost the composed mask, and without thinking, smacked Piggy with so much force, that he feel to the ground and his specks flew off and onto a near by rock, where one side cracked in agony. Simon was the one to react this time. He went over to the rocks and picked up Piggy's glasses. Simon? Help the fatty? Hmm.. "Now I'ves only got one eye!" Piggy was readjusting himself so that he could see me through the one eye that wasn't broken. "Serves you right FATTY!" I couldn't help it but raise my voice a little louder. All Ralph said then was 'Start the fire'. As soon as the pig was cooked and ready, I started distributing separate portions of meat. All but Piggy was left without a piece and I made sure that it would be kept that way. As I went to go sit down, done from distributing, Piggy called out, "What about my piece?" "Well you didn't hunt," I told him. "Well neither did Ralph or Simon!" He retorted. The look on his face was disbelieving. I wasn't even paying attention to any of the other boys until I saw Simons arm in Piggys picture frame. I looked up at once. He was giving the fatty his meat! The meat that he deserved! Piggy grabbed the piece of meat with no hesitation and began to devour it immediately. "Eat! Damn you!" I through my piece vigorously at Simon and went to go cut my self off another piece. Ralph looked up and said with a set and hard voice, "Im calling a meeting." We all just stared at him like he was crazy, but he just repeated himself. A meeting in the dark? Oh no.. the beastie.