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the fist scene

the fist scene
this scene is one of the fist scenes that came first. when they said all that stuff to jack i just knew that he was going to be one of the bad ones and then about simon i kind of thought that he was going to be the first one to be killed but i thought he will be killed by falling then hitting his head on a rock or somthing

pig head

pig head
this was also one of my favorite scenes because simon was killed during this chapter just beause he was trying to do them a favor and all they did do him over and that was one of the saddest parts in this whole book becides when piggy dies

Thursday, January 31, 2008

The Morning Sky Blog # 1


One moment I was in a plane flying over the ocean the next moment I was in a jungle and was surrounded around all boys wait I'm getting ahead of myself let me tell you my story I was going to some type of all boy convention thing that my mom was making me go to. This one boy that was sitting next to me on my right side was telling me about how he hated going to these things I thought he was just acting decorous until he said that he is going to try to do something about it the boy only looked about seven or eight years old he said that he was going to do something that might kill him but I wasn’t really listening and the end of his story he went to the bathroom. I heard A strident noise in the back but I ignored it the plain started to quiver and that’s when I started to worry vainly about him then all of a sudden I see something coming at me and I blacked out I really remember much that night but I woke up on beach to the morning sky I was sitting there thinking about the guy on the right of me then I looked up at the sky again and began to speculate on what just happened. Then I heard a noise I thought that it was a very weird sound it sounded like somebody was blowing a conch stridently I got up so fast I got dizzy then fell down I got up again but slowly this time I started to go in to the jungle I heard people talking gratingly the two boys had a conch I start to interpose myself but I was too shy so I just eased-dropped on what that was talking about they started to go towards the beach the boy blew the conch a couple of times and a clamor of boys came out one by one from hiding I started to go out there then I started to fell indignation inside of me I think because I could’ve stopped the plane that boy from doing whatever he was doing and none of this stuff would happen after a while I just felt all jumbled up because people was screaming and yelling stuff about hunting and all of that stuff. This choir grope came after a lot of other people and this one guy stud out to me I guess because he looked pallor and then he fell I started to run to him but everybody else got there before me. I made some friends and all of us went to go find something to eat or a lake or a lagoon we found a lagoon but we didn’t think it was safe to drink it we clambered up and down hills then we found fruit trees we picked fruit and we all devoured the fruit down like a seagulls fighting over somebody’s leftovers it started to get dark so we found a place to sleep. Goodnight!