Blog 8 - Separation

As I crawl out of my secret spot I see all of the spilled guts just laying there. The head stuck on the stick is staring at me. The eyes were staring steadfast at me. The blood from the pig trickled onto the ground. She starts to talk and tells me that I am just a silly little boy. I was tremulous when the, "Lord of the Flies" spoke to me. She talked about how we thought that the beastie was real and that we could kill it. She said that the beastie is us, is our inner self and we can not get rid of the idea because it is in us all. The corruption in our group is tremendous because of Jack trying to over rule Ralph and the beastie craze by the fire. Finally when she finished talking to me the area around started spinning and I fainted.

Once I woke up the sky was turning dark as if I lay there for several hours. I start to walk up the mountain curious to see the beastie. Once I come upon the top I see a figure just moving back and forth because the wind is pushing it. I walk up closer to see what it is. A man just sitting against the rocks with the parachute stuck. I feel bad for him so I unhooked his parachute to let him free. His corpse just sit there and i stare until it hits me. The Beastie isn't real. It was just a dead mans corpse just swaying back and forth. I have to tell the rest of the group. I look around to see were the group has gone. I have to find them as soon as possible. I see smoke by the ocean. They most have moved the fire down there so it would be easier for them. I ran as fast as I could to go and tell them but I could only stagger down. I got stuck and had to crawl on the ground. Once I came out of the bushes I started to tell them that the beastie wasn't real but then they attacked me. The horrible biteing, scratching and the torture. Then the white bright light.