
Chapter 7: Shadows and Tall Trees
Perspective: Simon
Being a Trouper
Of course. When Ralph wants someone to tell Piggy something, no one wants to. So I tell him. I just feel so bad for him. No one is nice to him. He gets a lot on hate from Jack. He don’ need that. Jack just goes on and on and on insulting him without impervious. I just feel bad for Piggy. STUPID STUPID JACK!!! Piggy is like a brother to me! Jack needs to learn how to be nice.
So anyways, I’m telling him what’s going on. That we might stay over at the other side of the island for a while. I hope that boy is okay. I feel really bravado going over n’ telling him this. I feel like a real trouper. This island is scary at night. All kinds of things of weird things here. Gross bugs, beasties, and creepy things. I’m bit nervous, I have to say. I don’t know what’s going to happen to me. I don’t if I’m gonna get attacked, killed, or I don’t know if I’m gonna get hurt. Hah, I know, maybe I can be tough like a rugger. That probably won’t work, hah.
I’m not surprised that when Ralph asked who wants to tell Piggy, the thing about the island, everyone was so dun. I’m really really not surprised. Poor boy. I mean really, who is nice to him but me? Ralph was nice to him. Not really, anymore. I think I really chose sagely. No one is nice to me either. Ralph is, sort of. Not that much. I don't feel that connected to him.....like a brotherly connection. I don't feel it.
Jack is crazy. I can’t believe him. He would die to be chief. I feel like he does have more power than us, though. He’s like the sky, cloudy or rainy or sunny. (Hardly sunny.) And Ralph is the ocean. Going crazy. And the rest of us are moors. Nothing. Just old grassland. I want to get off of this island. It’s too crazy. I feel so gross. Well I hope when I get back from telling Piggy, nothing insane happens.
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