Blog 2. Listen To Me!

“Every buddy shut up!” said Ralph he had gotten the attention of almost every one. “Ralph may I have the conch?” said Piggy. Ralph gave him a scornful look and continued talking to the younger kids. Man I wish I had some respect here. I try and help and make order but all I get in return is yelling and screaming. “That will be all,” said Ralph. I go and sit one of the tree trunks pondering on what to do next. “Piggy get a number on the kids, find out how many there are and there names, ok” said Ralph. “Ok I will try”. I start to try and get some names down but every buddy was running around, and it was impossible to get every ones attention. As I am scrambling to get every ones name I hear Jack talking about starting a fire. So I just forget about the kids and go see what he has to say. “The fire should be huge so even a plane or a boat can see it” said Jack. All of the kids were so excited about making a fire that Jack and them just scattered out and got wood and were piling it on top of the mountain. I had noticed that every one was very nimble as they pick up the warped pieces of wood. When I asked Jack to see if he could get the kids in a line for me Jack was officious towards me. They eventually they got this big pile of wood and they soon found out that they could not light it. I was laughing in my mind. It took them about twenty minutes until they found out that my specks. Instead of asking if they could barrow them Jack comes up to me and takes them right of my face. I was so angry and full of rage so I started to cry. After they start the fire he gives me my specks back. Every one was tumult and going all over the place. Jack was irresistible to all of the kids but the older kids new that it wasn’t going to stay, but it did give them hope. Then the flam caught on to a branch in the jungle and I new there was going to be a big problem. The jungle started to go up in flames. Every one got to gather and just watched it, some kids laughing and some kids crying. The fire spread down the whole mountain and luckily there was a river at the bottom and some of the island was still green. After the fire one of the little ones says where is the kid with the scar on his face? No one new. We started to look for him for two hours and every one come to a conclusion that he had died in the fire. I then had just snapped. I started to go off on every one and they finally listened and understood that we needed to make shelter. Every one went to bead sad and guilty that night.

Blog 1. Stranded?

There I was quivering on the floor. As I look around I see that I’m in a thick jungle. Surrounded by all sorts of trees and thick vines hanging from them. I hear a noise off in the distance it sounds like a big wiled animal such as a lion or bear. I get up and start walking, as I try to get out of the thick jungle I come across a little hill. I was speculating on weather to go up it. It was too steep to walk up so I decide to clamber up it. Once I got to the top the hill I then saw that I was on an island and as I look I see no one just jungle a river and off to the west side of the island I see a lagoon. So I set my way towards the lagoon. As I make my way I come across a crater devouring on a pig I was trembling in fear. My face turned pallor I started to try to walk away and it sees me. It was black with blood shot eyes its arms were huge and its odor smelled horrible. It shrieked a noise I had never heard before like a strident noise, but I new it was mad. It started to charge run as fast as I can, but I new this thin was faster than me so I try to find something like a grating thing. It was right behind me I could feel its breath right over me. So I make a left and jump through these vines. Luckily they were so thick the best could not reach me. To try and keep it from coming in I interpose it with sticks and loges. I saw a jumbled set of trees I start to climb them because this thing looked like it was cutting through the vines with its sharp claws. I get to the top of the trees and I see the lagoon about forty yards away. I looked back at the beast it got stuck in the vines; it looked very angry and uncomfortable. The indignation looked horrible. I wanted to help but I was scared; I tried to help it but it tried to bite me when I got close, so I left it. I start to make my way towards the lagoon I get within twenty yards and all of a sudden I hear a noise it sounded like, like a conch. But no I thought no one was on the island. I start to go towards the noise and I gout out of the dark jungle and find myself on a sandy beach the lagoon right next to me and a tall boy blowing into the conch. I wave my hands and he tells me to go over to him, I was vainly and scared. But I did go to him: he tolled me his name. Ralph he looked a lot older then me, he blew on the conch again and more kids started to appear. About fifteen minuets later there was thirty of us and a weird group of kids in black. Ralph and a couple older kids talk about having a leader. Out of now were some kids started to make fun of me I felt very decorous. Every one was very loud and a clamor began. Every thing started to go out of control. Then Ralph blew the conch, every one went silent.