They Call Me Piggy ;( #3

Piggy was not included in this chapter

Everyone is off doing their own thing right about now. Jack is off hunting like he always has since the first day we landed on this island, Ralph is building shelters. Jack and Ralph are always clashing, I just wish that everyone would get along and work towards the goal of getting off this island. I know we need food and shelter but it seems like people are expecting to live on this island for the rest of their life.  Its funny though because, if you wanted to get off the island, why would you want to get comfortable? It seems like Simon sure does like it here too, I saw him walk off somewhere into the forest. I guess he's always been one to wander off by himself. Ralph was also complaining about people not doing what they were supposed to but I’m sure he isn’t talking about me, because no one ever cares about what I do or say anyways.

They Call Me Piggy ;( #2

My name is Piggy, or at least thats what the other boys call me at least. No one has even ever thought to ask me about my real name. But it doesn’t matter, none of the other boys ever listen to me anyways. Ralph decided to make a rule that whoever is holding the conch can speak and no one else can, but even if I did have the conch in my hand I doubt anyone would listen to what I have to say. I even doubt anyone would give me the conch in the first place. When I wanted to be apart of the hunters group, they ignored me and they failed to bring back food for the group. The same thing happened when they decided to build a signal fire for possible people to see when passing by. I told them it was a dumb idea and we needed to work on other things if we wanted to get off the island, but of course, like always no one ever listens to me and they ended up starting a fire and losing track of one of the little boys. Ralph acted like he didn't know  and he tried to forget it, but I can tell he feels responsible for the loss of that kid. But i’m not going to let that bring me down, i’m still going to speak my mind, although I may have scared the other boys when I talked about the fact that we could be stranded on the island for a long time. At least that same little boy that got lost in the fire, broke the silence before when he started talking about  that ridiculous “snake-like” beast he saw on the island. I doubt anything of the sort can even exist ha ha ha ha ha. Even though I may not be respected as much as Jack or Ralph, I still tried to help the little kids get over the fear of the supposed beast that that  little boy imagined. Maybe things would go a lot better if people actually focused on what I had to say instead of focusing on my name or my body.

They Call Me Piggy ;( #1

My name is Piggy, or at least thats what the other boys call me. I guess they call me that because I’m chubby but to be totally honest, I never liked it. I bet the other boys don’t even know my real name. Anyways, not too long ago our plane was shot down while we were trying to evacuate as a result of the bombing in England. We ended up crash landing on this uninhabited island in the middle of no where and now it’s just me and a bunch of cruel boys. While Ralph and I were roaming the island wondering where the other boys went off to after we crashed, we found a conch shell. At first, I didn’t see any real need for it but I discovered that if you blew into the shell, it would make a trumpet like noise. So whats better than to solve one of our problems with this conch shell I found. So I asked Ralph to blow into the trumpet and make the other boys follow the noise so we could join as a group. I had to ask Ralph, there was no way I was going to blow the conch and bring attention to myself, I already get enough bad attention as it is. Finally, when the other boys heard the sound of the shell, they came to where Ralph and I was and of course began to make fun of my nickname. It’s hard always having to listen to that name, I only wish they wouldn’t make fun of me. Anyways, the other boys picked Ralph to be the leader because he assembled the group, although they don’t know that I actually got the idea. I would tell them, but they would never believe that someone like me, came up with an idea so great. Then they picked Jack to be the hunter leader, they didn’t even listen to my request. I feel so unheard sometimes. No one takes me seriously, its going to be hard to spend such a long time with all these boys on the island. Lets just hope I can do it.