chapter 8 - LOTF

chapter 8 - LOTF

chapter 8- gift for the darkness
perspective- jack

MY MEETING-

"We'd talk but we wouldn't fight a tiger. We'd hide. Even Jack 'ud hide" I heard Ralph say to Piggy. I continued to stare at the sand. "And what about my hunters?" I asked without looking up. Ralph ignored my question and pointed to the touch of yellow above the sea.Ralph continued to babble on about how we weren't going to get saved without a fire. "What about my hunters?" I asked again. Ralph just looked at me blankly while saying "boys armed with sticks." I got to my feet. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks as I stomped away. I picked up the conch furiously and blew it with one hard blow. In just a matter of seconds Ralph, Piggy, Simon, and the littluns were ready to listen. Ralph just took over immediately. I told him that I was the one who called the meeting and so I should be the one talking this time. I told the littluns how Ralph is a coward and how ignorent he is to everything going on. He doesn't know what he is doing or saying. He has just been lying about pointing fingers and giving orders. I tried to pursuade the littluns to come over to my group that I was creating, by twisting our little trip over up to the top of the mountain. And how Ralph was too scared to go up and confront the beastie. When I came o the point in my speech for asking people to raise heir hand if they think that Ralph makes a bad leader or chief, no one raised their hands. I felt the blood rutern to my face and tears wheld up in thier sockets. I just turned my face away so nobody could see the ebarresment in my features and just said "well if you feel like you want to hunt for fodo or anything, you can come with me", and just turned to leave. I had made about 5 long stides before I heard Ralph's voice call my name. I just flung my head back towards his direction in a hard sturn voice, "No." After a little while of being alone, Samn'Eric came and some other littluns and biguns. This time we were going to go for the big strike. The sow. We saw it sleeping with its litter and decided to strike. "NOW!" with a desiganted target in mind, we all through our spears at the sow. It immediately started sqealing and all its litter started going wild too. It was a good chase. All of us had bloodlust writtten in our eyes. We paunched it again and again, until I had access to its throat. I slit it with my knife and fel the warm blood of the sow run down my palms and forearms. We cut off the sows head leaving it as a token to the beastie. We scured its head onto a stick and planted the stick into the ground. We ran off chanting with our victory. We planned to ambush Ralph's group and 'invite' them to come eat with us while we steal their fire and wood. And all this never would have been ppossible if I hadn't had the guts to leave Ralph. It was all my doing that had us where we were today. And thanks to me, we might be able to get off this island.