Journal Entry (Author's point of view)

Chapter 13: Leaving the Beast Behind:
The waves crashed along the sides of the naval ship, constantly splashing water into Ralph’s face. Ralph stood on the deck of the boat while leaning against the side.
“What’s wrong, Ralph?” asked Percival. He was so in shock of being rescued he couldn’t speak. Percival waited for an answer, when he realized there wasn’t one he went to where Johnny and Wilfred were. A while later Ralph was still leaning as before, when Samneric spotted him.

“What’s wrong, Ralph?” Samneric asked at the same time. That was the fifth time someone asked him that. So Ralph gave up on his plan of being mute and decided to give a truthful answer.
“I feel bad about leaving Bill, Roger and Jack,” Ralph muttered.
“But they,” Sam started “chose to stay behind,” Eric finished.
“I know. But when they saw the naval officer, they were the only three to run back into the jungle, who knows what will happen to them,” Ralph sighed.
“They tried,” – “to kill you,” Samneric said confused.
“I know, but now they are on that island forever. You listened to them and told the naval officer that six had died. You counted them as well.”
“We’re sorry, Ralph,” – “That’s what they wanted,” Samneric hung their heads and walked away gloomily. Ralph looked at the island, which was the size of a small rock now, and saw there was no smoke coming from it and the flames had disappeared. He could have sworn he could hear ululating in the distance but he blocked the thought form his mind. Each day went by the same way; eat breakfast, stare at water, eat lunch, stare at water and feel increasingly guilty, eat dinner, go to bed. Ralph realized that he probably had more food in two days on the ship than he had his whole time on the island. The other boys on the ship seemed to not notice that Jack, Bill and Roger were not there or they just didn’t care.

Ralph shook his head in amazement that so many traumas had happened in so little time. He thought of Simon and Piggy’s deaths, the death of the boy with the birthmark, the beastie and, mostly, that he was nearly killed himself. The wait to arrive back in England seemed impossibly long, but finally the time came when they arrived at the docks. Samneric stayed close by Ralph as all of the children scurried off the ship’s loading platform in hopes of seeing their parents.

“They’re not here yet. We must tell them that we've arrived and then you can all go home,” The naval officer announced.
“Get back onto the ship so no one gets lost!” He was running, now, after the littluns who were disobeying. When everyone was back inside of the boat, the naval officer did a head count. He stopped in his tracks when he reached me. He stared at my face for a few long seconds when he asked Ralph a question.
“Who are your parents, boy?”
“Well, my dad’s in the navy and...,” Ralph was interrupted.
“I think I know your dad, you look a lot like him. Is his name,” He whispered a name in Ralph’s ear.Ralph’s face suddenly lit up and he nodded his head with excitement.

“You stay with me, okay? I’ll bring you home. Your father is a good friend of mine, I was going to meet him later,” he said. Ralph was shocked, he had no idea that his dad was home. All of the children's parents appeared with a huge smile as the kids ran into their arms. Ralph, Samneric and the naval officer stayed until the sun turned a bright orange. Samneric looked very sad, their parents had not come yet. The officer looked over at Samneric.
“What are your names?” He asked them.
“I'm Sam,” - “n' I'm Eric,” they said with their heads hanging.
“I must have forgotten to get your parent's number,” the officer said.
“They don't have a telephone number,” they said unanimously. The officer looked confused.
“You can just,” - “take us to the school,” they said.
“Well, what's your address? I'll take you there,” he offered.
“We live at the school,” they said. The officer looked even more confused and so did Ralph. They had never told anyone on the island this; at least that’s what Ralph thought. Ralph was the first to speak.
“What do you mean?”
“The school took us in because,” – “our parents sent us there so that they could live somewhere else.” There was a moment of silence, then the officer awkwardly left. Ralph didn’t know what to say either. Samneric decided to wait on the ship until the naval officer came back to take them home. The officer walked onto the platform out from the boat with Samneric while he was holding his keys.

“Okay, I will take Sam and Eric back to the school and Ralph, will come with me to your house,” he said as he walked over to his small black vehicle. We jumped into the car and the officer turned the keys to start the car. The air filled with black smoke coming form the exhaust, which covered the windows so that the outside was not visible. The car ride seemed strange because they were just seeing civilization and society again. They were away so long that they were unfamiliar to it all. Samneric left the car with the officer and walked to the front door where a tall man, their headmaster, opened the door and ushered them inside.
Ralph sat in the car for what seemed like hours because he was alone and being kept waiting from seeing his dad. Finally,a butler opened the door for the officer who quickly waved goodbye to Samneric and walked back to the front gate.
Ralph sat up straighter when the officer opened his door and started the car again. When they came to a cross road, the officer to speak to Ralph.

“By the way, I’m Jack,” Ralph cringed at the name but said nothing. The ride to Ralph's house was quiet.
“Lagoon Ave, here it is,” Jack announced as he rounded the corner to Ralph’s street. Ralph counted the house addresses until Jack screeched the car to a stop in front of 332. This was the nicest, richest part of the city, where every house looked the same. They stepped out of the car and walked up to the front door. Ralph reached out and knocked on the oak door. A tall, blond haired woman opened the door. At first she only saw Jack.
“Ah hello, it’s good to see you Jack.” She said with an incredibly sad tone to her voice. She stepped out onto the porch. Her eyes went wide and her mouth hung open when she saw that Ralph, her son, was standing behind Jack.
“Hullo Mum,” Ralph said. She grabbed Ralph and held him in her arms for a very long time.
“You’re back!” she yelled when she let go of him.
“Yes mum, I’m back.” She pulled them both inside and screamed as she pulled the door shut.
“Edward, you get down here!” She called up the stairs.
Loud footsteps ran down the stairs. Ralph's father walked next to his mother. He spotted Ralph and gasped.
“Ralph!” He walked briskly toward Ralph and gave him an awkward hug. His father didn’t usually show emotion. They sat for dinner and ate as Ralph told every part of his life on the island, not including his horrifying experiences. He thought about Jack, Bill and Roger but erased the thought and went back to telling his story to his loving parents.

Journal Entry (Samneric)

Chapter 11 and 12: The Last Hunt
(italic=Sam, regular=Eric)

I struggled to sleep last night because-
And I, I couldn't sleep last night either.
Yes fine Sam, we couldn't sleep last night because of the frighteningly exciting fight between a few of Jack's followers and us (the biguns of Ralph's tribe).
I, I mean we, both woke up with heavy bags under our eyes and very pale white skin from the horrible lack of sleep.
Yes, and when we woke up someone had called an assembly to speak of Piggy's stolen specs.

"We should go to Castle Rock. I will speak to Jack and I'll say that he needs to give me back my specs, not to be a good sport or show respect, just because what's right is right!" Piggy announced angrily.

"Good idea Piggy. We shall head to Castle Rock, but you must be the one to speak," Ralph agreed.

I was a bit frightened to go over to Jack's tribe and confront them about Piggy's glasses.
Well, I wasn't frightened at all. No not one bit frightened, not of Jack, not of anybody.
We stood side by side, helping each other through the tall grass and thickets to get to the Castle Rock.
When we arrived, Piggy was trembling deliriously. He was crouching with all of us, on a lower platform than the one that lead to Jack's hide out.
There were gaurds before the entrance to the cave where they lived.
We all crouched down silently when we heard Jack and a few hunters coming out of the trees, back to Castle Rock.
Yeah, and we could hear 'em chanting their chants while we watched them carry the bloody pig they hunted.

When Jack reached the top of the rock we gasped as we saw the blood dripping from his hands and his dirty face covered in clay.
Ralph pushed Piggy, urging him to speak.
Piggy was spotted by Jack and soon after Ralph and the rest of us were seen.

Jack smiled truculently at us and when Piggy took to long to speak, Ralph decided to speak for him.
"Give back Piggy's glasses, Jack," Ralph ordered.
"Why should I?" Jack responded childishly.
"Jack you stole them. Your a thief. A thief and a bloody swine!" Ralph suddenly burst out angrily and losing his temper.
Immediately, Jack charged at Ralph with his pointed spear and Ralph grabbed a spear as his own and dodged the attack.
Ralph got to his feet and the fight began.
Cheering rose up from the hunters and the littluns began ululating. Ralph tried to thrust his spear at Jack but he ducked and threw his spear at Ralph.

Ralph grunted loudly but luckily he was only hit by the butt of Jack's spear.
Meanwhile, Piggy had been shouting at Ralph and Jack about his specs when suddenly... CRASH! Piggy squealed-
Really Sam, "Piggy squealed?"
Whatever. Piggy squealed as a large boulder crushed and threw him down the mountain, leaving a trail of blood into the ocean.
There was then a short cessation of chanting and screaming and howling as all eyes turned to the floating body in the water and Roger's horrible smile.

"See, you see? That's what you get! What you deserve!" Jack roared with laughter as Ralph stared at him in complete shock.
Before Ralph could do anything, Jack looked at Roger and tilted his head toward us, Sam and I.
Roger grabbed us and tied us up with a rope he had been holding.
We were tied to a pole in the ground and beaten senseless.
The last thing I saw were Ralph's feet scurrying away into the jungle.

When we woke up it was night time and everyone had begun their feast. We were thrown against a rock and told to keep guard. Soon enough though, Ralph came and asked us what Jack was planning to do.
We told him we didn't know. All we had seen was Roger sharpening a spear at both ends, we told him.
We were given a small share of the meat and we gave a piece to Ralph out of kindness.
He seemed to desperately want us to sneak away with him but the truth was, we felt that Jack's group would be safer and if we joined Ralph then we would be killed.
We sent him away after he told us that he would be hiding in a thicket near by and to keep Jack away from there.

The next morning we were woken up by Jack who told everyone to make a cordon so we could search the island successfully for Ralph.
Someone whispered to Jack and we were both suddenly slapped on the face.

"Someone saw you two speaking to Ralph last night. I know he gave you two information, now what did he say?" Jack ordered.
We decided not to speak which was not a good idea because Jack quickly grabbed Eric by the neck and forced me to tell him by beating Eric and strangling him at the same time.
Sam told Jack of where Ralph was hiding and we all were forced to run to the thicket where we found Ralph.
Roger soon became frustrated and used Piggy's specks to set the thicket on fire.
All we saw was a spear and someone bolt out of the other side of the thicket into the forest.
Roger found him again, in a bigger stronger thicket but Ralph escaped once more. We were forced to hold lit torches and run to where ever Jack thought Ralph might be.

I soon spotted Ralph at the beach in the distance with what seemed to be a, an adult and I grabbed Sam's arm and tried to make a run for it toward rescue.

We were caught by the necks, slapped and were yelled at for attempting to escape. We watched as our dear friend Ralph and some littluns stood at an officer's side, sobbing.

Journal Entry (Piggy)

Chapter 9 & 10: The Loss of the Boy and the Glasses

Ralph and I could hear the faint noise of the party in the distance. Everyone had left for Jack's feast of pig. That bloody hunter keeps trying to get everyone to go to his tribe, but Ralph, Simon, Samneric and I would never do such a thing. But where was Simon, I hadn't seen him for hours.
"Ralph, I think that we should go to the feast, you know, to keep an eye on things," I suggested.
"I think your right, Piggy. Brilliant ideas you have. Maybe Simon is there, you know, I haven't seen him since yesterday," He seemed to be still thinking about this as we walked over to Jack's feast.

Jack sat upon a high rock that he seemed to think was his thrown. He looked down on the feast where I saw Samneric and a ton of littluns, bigguns and hunters. Jack beckoned Ralph, the bigguns who were still in our tribe and I over to his seat. We walked over, confused that he would welcome us this way and stood next to him.
"Have you eaten?" He looked down at Ralph and I and we shook our heads. He looked over to the bigguns in our (Ralph and my) tribe.

The bigguns nodded happily. By that time it had begun raining and the littluns from our tribe joined the small meeting and nodded as well.
"I have fed you, are you happy? Will you agree to join my tribe?"
Silence
"I've fed you, now will you join my tribe or won't you?" He asked again.

"I'll join," a littlun said.
"So will I," said a biggun.
Soon everyone in Ralph's tribe had spoken up and gone to Jack's tribe. All who was left in our tribe was Ralph, Samneric, Simon, some littluns and I.
Happy, Jack stood with a seeming phosphorescence emitting from him. All laid eyes upon him as he spoke.
"We must get rid of this dreaded rain storm with our game," The boys cheered in delight, knowing what this game was about.

Everyone gathered into a circle and one boy, it was to dark to see who, got in the middle of our circle. Kill the pig. Cut his throat. Spill it's blood, was chanted by all of us. Even Ralph and I tried to join in on the fun. The boy in the middle crawled around on all fours and squealed like a dying pig as he was hit over and over with the butts of spears and many bony fists. The thunder of the chanting roared on as a strange creature crawled out of the bushes. Ralph saw it and shrieked.
There were other gasps in the crowd when someone yelled "Beast, beast!!!"

We circled it and began chanting. Kill the beast. Cut it's throat. Spill his blood. Do him in! This was repeated all throughout the time we mobbed the beast and stabbed it and even the littluns were throwing tiny punches and kicks at it. Soon it became incredibly exciting and we were all on top of it, tearing it's hair with our hands, biting into flesh and ripping it off of it's body. I could hear every terrible tear of flesh and agonizing scream that went along with it from the beast. The beasts corpulent body soon went limp and rolled into the water slowly when I, and everyone else, could see what we had killed. Simon.

Later on Ralph and I stood with our hearts in our throats and horrible gut wrenching pains of guilt.

"It was murder, Piggy, murder," Ralph insisted.
"It was an accident, besides he was barmy crawling out of the bushes like that in the middle of the night when we were all excited like that. And-" Ralph cut me off in the middle of my illumination.
"It was murder all the same. Accident or not, it was murder and it was of Simon," He said nearly in tears from his guilt and the loss of his friends. I decided to leave it at that and not try to explain any further. I no longer wanted to think of it.

We later met up with Samneric and they explained to us that they had left early from the feast and were wondering if it was any fun after they left. Ralph finally understood that we needed to leave it in the past and he told them that we had no idea, for we left right after we ate.

Hours later, back at our own camp with just Ralph, Samneric and I, Ralph seemed to be losing interest in keeping the fire going. I think he just went depressed from what happened yesterday. No, nothing happened yesterday. We only ate and came back to the camp to go to sleep. We lay in our tent, Ralph, Samneric and I when we heard noises and saw three black figures outside. I began to lose my breath and could no longer breathe. I grabbed at the air, trying to bring it toward me somehow but didn't succeed. All I could do was kick and punch and grab at the ground gasping for air. I heard grunts while punches were thrown at one another in the tent but I could no longer see but a blurry outline of what was happening. After my asthma attack passed I felt my face for my glasses and they were no longer there.