Blog 10- Joust at the Castle

"Sam?"

"Yeah, Eric?"

"Are you all right?"

"Yeah, and you?"

"I got punched in the face pretty bad. I'm bleeding a lot. What did they want from us?"

"I don't know-"

"-The conch?"

"No, they came for my specs."

"What are we going do? Piggy's glasses were stolen, Eric's face is a bloody mess and now, we don't, we don't have a fire."

We thought about what to do.

"We should go-"

"-And attack." We offered.

"That's a good idea." Ralph agreed,"We should bring spears, and take back Piggy's specs." We noticed that he paused, afraid of what we all know happened at the feast."We'll go, now." He said finally making up his mind.


The walk over there was intense. The small amount of rock to walk on, made it hard. Especially because we had to maneuver Piggy with us. As we got closer our fear grew and swelled up inside us. We were scared that what happened to Simon might happen to us also.


We made it to castle rock. They had formed a gate to their cave. They seemed so mighty and brave up there on that high look out. We shivered in fear as Ralph began to talk.

"Were is Jack?"

The other boys talked among themselves, deciding what to say to us outsiders. "He's out hunting, we can't let you in. Chiefs orders. What do you want anyways?"


"We've come to talk about the fire. And to get Piggy's specs back." Ralph said calmly.


Suddenly we heard footsteps and talking behind us. We sprinted behind Ralph and held onto each other in fear. We wondered why we had ever offered to come here in the first place.


"What do you want?" Jacks voice boomed. Piggy whined about being left sitting alone and blind. We felt for him because we wouldn't want to be in his situation.


Ralph started calling Jack a thief and then it all went down hill from there. They started fighting with spears. There was a great mix of blood and fear in the air. Making it a horrible scene. We stayed together. Not helping, but not hurting either. It was easier to just stay on the outside and hopefully not need to be involved.


Their fight kept going and going stabbing and jabbing each other. Yelling rude comments. In the background Jack's boys were cheering for Jack and the death of Ralph.


Piggy, who was still cradling the conch. Stood up and waved the conch in the air. "Let me talk! I've got the conch!" At that moment we new that something bad was going to happen.

First we heard it. Then we saw it. A giant rock cascading through the air. In a dead straight line towards Piggy. It was over before it had even begun. Piggy was with Simon. Out, dead, gone. The sight of his brains splattered over the rock made us gag. Yet it didn't even effect Jack and the other boys. We felt so responsible. We offered to come. And we didn't yell or do anything to warn Piggy about the death rock.

Jack's group surrounded us, to conquer was their goal.

"Tie samneric up." Jack ordered Roger. All the boys huddled around us. Our bodies hot and sweaty from the struggle. We were sitting there like fools. Jack went over to Ralph and slit him in the stomach.

He ran. He left us. It felt like my stomach dropped to the floor. How could our leader desert us like that? For a second I wondered if I should join Jack's tribe. But then we decided against it. Unless he forced us. Could he do that? We scooted closer together, as a promise that we would stick together no matter what happened.