LOTF Post 4

Chapter Title: Painted Faces and Long Hair

My Title: Jack The Hopeless

Perspective: Ralph

Dear Diary,

Life on the island is really annoying me now. No one sees me as chief anymore they just think I’m any other boy. I am the chief. No one treats me like I am. It is like my life back in England. I used to be just another ordinary boy but now I am chief. Everyone should listen to me but no one does. Especially the littluns, they are always wasting their time by playing around. They never help us and that really slows us down. They need to help us. Sam’n’eric are now helping hunting with Jack. They all painted their faces and circled around a pig. They thought the pig could see them so they painted their faces dark. It didn’t make much of a difference when they made a ring around the pig. It had no chance of escaping. It seems like they are going to become very caught up with hunting. You can already see the savage creeping out from under their skin. When my face is painted I hate it. It makes me feel dirty and filthy. Like Jack I feel dirty. I can’t believe what Jack and the hunters did today. We had a chance at rescue but Jack didn’t let Sam’n’eric watch the fire. He took them and the fire went out. A ship passed by and all Jack could think about was cutting a pig’s throat. He is very dumb. He always looks at people malevolently and is always mean. He is an annoying, blatant boy. I finally took charge of the boys again by showing them what would happen without order. I stood there as they realized. Without order there would be gouts of blood on the floor. War would break and every one would be hurt. There is only one balm for war. That is peace. Though there is a way to prevent it peace is the only option. It seems like most of the boys are impalpable but they all keep to themselves.