Blog 8: Sadness in the Air

There I was waking up from when I became unconscious. My nose was bleeding and I’m sore all over. My legs were killing me and it was hard to breath. I had then taken of the pig head and just started to walk. I kept walking and all I could think of at the time was to see this baste. As I was making my way towards the mountain I went past my happy place. I sat there thinking about the Lord of the Files and what he had said “Do him in that is what will happen two you unless you obey me.” All I could think of at the time was I must do as I am commanded. I no now never to lesion to The Lord of the Flies and it was my imagination and I was corruption. So off I go, slowly climbing up the mountain as I got closer I saw a piece of cloth and what looked like the sky at the time but I new it was something different so I kind of got scared, but I now no it wasn’t anything scary. It was just a parachute. I now have this thing in the sky and I think its part of the baste and I’m getting pretty scared. But I still keep going because The Lord of the Flies told me to so I keep going. Once I finally got to the top I see this gruesome dreadful thing dead hanging in the air. I was just tremulous. I had felt bad for the guy that was just dangling there and I had felt bad for this guy because he wasn’t decomposing so I untangled his parachute and he then fell to the floor. I no new that there was no baste so I thought to my self I need to tell the others. I look off into the distance and I see that every one moved to the other side to get away from the baste. I then make my way towards the campfire. Well it turns out that they didn’t move and it was Jack’s tribe. I was almost there and it turns dark. Then for a while I started to go the wrong way. I finally realized that and I then steadfast and made it to the campfire but I my legs were so messed up I had to crawl the next ten yards to the campfire. But once I was insight of the people who were there they start to beat me up because I guess they thought I was the baste. I tried to escape but they were to strong and all I could say was “Body on the hill” but no one was listening. I then was beaten to death. My blood was trickling down into the ocean and I then went to heaven.