chapter 11 - LOTF

chapter 11 - LOTF

chapter 11- castle rock
perspective- ralph

BYE PIGGY-

We awoke that morning feeling utterly betrayed. The cessation between our silence was never broken; not once. Myself along with Piggy, SamnEric decided to go visit the castle rock to have a word with Jack and his tribe. Piggy, useless and blind, was not going to leave my side. He could fall off the cliff if I didn't hold on to him at all times. When we got there, Roger was there gaurding their fortress of rocks. "Roger, its me. Ralph." I started off calmly, trying to to start a rakuss. I needed to call a meeting. We needed to get things straight on exactly what happend and set things right. Piggy was going to get his glasses at the end of our little "gathering" as one big group again. Just as I said that, I could hear the scuffs of feet on the rocks above us. Roger was about 3 floors higher than Piggy, SamnEric, and I were. The boys atrted emerging over the cliff about a floor below Roger. Jacks face the first one to pop out. It was agrivating trying to decipher who was who because of the paint all over their faces, but I could tell by the way he stood and acted, Jack was the one out the furthest. "No. Your not calling a meeting." Jack was sturn and had already made his mind up by this point. There was no compromissing for Jack. That was written clearly over the planes of his taty features. Why was Jack being so stubborn. Now he has completely been sucked into beast mode now. There would be now turning back for him. The more I explained, the more he argued. This just wasn't going to work for him. Roger and most of the 'Jacks tribe' began to toss smaller pebbles and stones at the four of us. It was getting quite agrivating now. Piggy reminded me that it did not need to go into the direction of LEADERSHIP and RESPONCIBILITIES; although Jack does need a taste of his own medicine, I didn't want to push it. "Come on Jack. Just give Piggys specks back." "Says who?" he retorted. I felt like I was going to burst. "Because its whats right! Piggy is blind and can't see. We would have given you anything you wanted but you just had to go and steal his specks so you could have your own fire. Now youve had your fair share for fires, just give me the specks, Jack." I heard Piggys stuffles behind me and we all looked over. Piggy was standing up now. He was using the side of the rocks to help himself up. "Is it better to be a leader or a hunter?" Piggy challenged. I could tell that he was talking to Jack by the tone of his voice. He was still trying to be settle about this situation but still.. for him to think that he had a chance agains't Jack, impossible. Even I wasn't going anywhere with him and I could see. What was Piggy doing. This was terrible. Piggy kept comparing Jack and I which I wished he wouldn't do because I could sense something fishy was up, but then again, I did like to hear my leadership qualitys being put out on the floor. Roger pushed the leaver supposrting the oversized boulder whish crumpled underneath it. More rocks tumbled onto the ledge that we were on but as I turned to check on Piggy, it seemed as though Roger aimed it specifically for him. "NO!!" The conch held tight by Piggys firm grip upon itgave loose and the conch was slammed into the rocks. The boulder went over the edge taking Piggy along with it. Once over the edge, Piggy went everywhere. All you could see was Piggys last twitches from below. I looked back at Jack unable to move or say anything. I tried to say my goodbyes to my friend, Piggy, but did not have much time for I knew that Jack was out for some more bloodlust. When I went back to look at him, he had his eyes on SamnEric who, I could tell, were still trying to take in what just happend; just as I. "Tie them up!" Jack instructed. Some of the boys went to Sam and Erics side and tied both of them up. How could Jack honestly think that having all the boys on His side? Jack was delutional now and all of the boys followed HIS lead. What kind of influence is that?? All the boys now were delirious. Jack started throwing spears aimed at me. The solo one now. Of course all of the boys pitch in and one struck me. I pulled it out. The pain was vigirous. I wonder how far of extent my wounds will go. I started to run. I bolted straight to the forest. Not knowing where I went of if I ran into the creepers. All I wanted was to get away. Their truculently foot bounds were trailing me, and not much far behind. If I slipped in pace, I knew I would not have another breathe. I spead up my pace, trying to cut out my agony and complaints for when I could find a good ditch far into the creepers. As soon as I felt I could slip into a creeper, I slowed my pace immediately and did not hessitate to crouch below the earth. My eyes began to ajust to the faint of light. What just happend?!? Ill tell you what happened, Jack went crazy and so did all the other boys. Roger killed Piggy, Two boys tied up Sam and Eric, and the rest charged after me. Slowly, it started to darken. I could not afford a dark sleep right now, and forced my eyelids to stay open. I felt like I was going to die, but not just yet. I wasn't ready to accept that I was going next along with Piggy and Simon. No. I was going to stay for just a few minutes later.