I killed him –we murdered Simon. Jack knew it was him!
That’s why he ordered the attack; he never liked Simon after he stayed in my
tribe. Guilt and sadness are eating me whole, I can’t believe I killed him. Piggy
says it was an accident, but I know the truth; I know what I did. I regret
every little thing that I did last night at that stupid feast. The overwhelming
savagery took hold of me, I was the beast’s prisoner, but I could’ve fought
harder to set myself free and save my friend. Now, Simon’s gone and it’s my
entire fault. I will never forgive myself, where did my civilization go? My manners, my morals, my instincts were all gone; the beast
took it all and left me with only cruelty, barbarism, and savagery. I don’t
even deserve to be rescued. Maybe Piggy’s right though, maybe we didn’t
participate in the murder, we were outside the circle. Gosh, I don’t know. I
don’t know what to think, I just hope Simon can forgive me because I know I
won’t be able to forgive myself. I’m a killer.
We don’t light the signal fire tonight, that’s why my head’s
plagued with nightmares; the heat of the fire used to confort us at night. Everything that used to give me hope is gone: Simon,
the signal fire, and the boys’ determination…
Jack’s tribe has just attacked us. They hurt us badly and I
have no idea why; we don’t want to fight. Fighting is just another victory for
the beast and we can’t make it easy for him to rule our human kingdom and our morals. I can’t
lose more civilization than I already have. We soon find out why they came to
attack: they stole Piggy’s glasses and at the same time our ability to make
fire. What will Piggy do without his eyes?
-Ralph
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