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I know I’ve said this before, but this time I mean it. Ralph has got to go! He came to my camp demanding I give back Piggy’s glasses and called me a thief. Why can’t he stay on his side of the island and leave me alone? I tried stabbing him with my spear, but he dodged it. I had some boys tie up Sam ‘n Eric and Ralph charged at me. In the end I made Sam ‘n Eric join my tribe, Piggy was killed, and Ralph was forced to retreat with a tear in his chest. Later that same night Ralph came and talked to Sam ‘n Eric, they knew where Ralph was hiding. Roger and I got his hiding spot out of them the next day, he wasn’t far away at all. I had the most brilliant idea, I would crush Ralph and he wouldn’t even see it coming. If he wasn’t going to show himself I was going to make him. I got all the boys to push a boulder over the cliff toward his direction. Ralph avoided the first one, we threw down two more boulders that missed too. I sent my tribe down in the clearing to find where he had gone. One of my hunters yelled and had a spear in his chest from inside a broken tree trunk. When the spear withdrew, Ralph didn’t come out. I took this opportunity to end this once and for all. All of us were snickering at what I did next, I lit the whole trunk on fire. We watched as everything around it started to catch fire too. Then a loud scream came from the other side of the thicket. It had to have been Ralph attacking another one of my hunters to escape. I wasn’t going to let him get away so easily, Ralph was going to pay. I ordered everyone to line up side by side, we were going to sweep across the whole island. With the fire burning behind us, there was no way we could pass him. We had almost gone through the whole island when one of the hunters found Ralph. Ralph came out and knocked over the hunter and ran away. Everyone started running after him screaming about where he was going. When I got to the beach a naval officer was standing there with a ship behind him. I started crying, this was it, we were getting rescued. 

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Are these not the ugliest things you’ve ever seen?

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Piggy’s glasses

So this morning I told my tribe we’d hunt tomorrow and have a feast. Bill asked me how we’re going to light the fire. That was a really good question, I hadn’t thought about it myself. After a second of thinking I had the perfect plan, we’d steal all the fire we need from Ralph’s tribe. For us to pull it off I couldn’t go by myself, I required two other boys to come with me, Roger and Maurice volunteered. Then all we had to do was wait until sunset. When the time came around to leave camp, I made sure the plan was clear. On our way there we stayed on the sands, so that running into them wasn’t a problem. By the time we made it to Ralph’s camp it was already dark and they were in the shelters. This time I wasn’t there for Ralph, I was there for Piggy’s glasses. We closed in on the shelters and I called out his name. The whole time I had an evil grin on my face, excited for what was about to happen. At first there was no sound coming from any of the shelters. Then we heard loud gasps and knew which one to go for. Roger, Maurice, and I crashed into the shelter. We started snarling, hitting, scratching, kicking, whatever it took to get those glasses. Just as I grabbed them the whole shelter collapsed. We scrambled out and into the darkness as quickly as possible. I could hear the screams of the littluns as we ran away. When we got to the beach, we cheered for a bit before heading back to Castle Rock. I did it, I won. Now Ralph has nothing, no meat, no tribe, and no fire. I control the island now!

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Yesterday the party was a huge success, everyone came including Ralph. After our feast I asked who wanted to join my tribe, mostly everyone joined. Ralph threw a fit and it was really fun to watch because there was nothing he could to stop me. Then the weather got really bad, there was a super bright flash of lightning followed by exploding thunder. Big rain drops started falling, and more thunder and lightning. The littluns started running and screaming. I was a bit scared too, I never did like thunder and being out in the open didn’t help. I tried to distract everyone, and myself, by telling them to do our dance. Roger acted like the pig while everyone else took their weapon and started circling around him. We chanted “Kill the beast. Cut his throat. Spill his blood” and Roger became a hunter so the middle of the circle was empty. The thunder and lightning kept going and the littluns were so scared they ran off. Then this thing was coming out of the forest. It stumbled into the circle and we attacked, the beast was yelling about something but our chanting was too loud. The beast fell down a rock onto the sand by the water. We followed not letting up in our attack. We all left when the rain became so hard that it was breaking some smaller tree branches apart. Today we realized that it wasn’t the beast we killed, but that it was Simon. I don’t feel too bad about killing him, he was always a bit weird, plus he was with Ralph. Since we didn’t kill the beast that means it’s still out there. Roger and I are the only ones that know what the beast looks like. I could use that to my advantage, if everyone is scared of the beast they’ll stay with me because I can protect them. They won’t ever question my authority then.

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My awesome face paint!! 

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So it's been a bit since I’ve written to you guys, but we’re still stuck on this island. Since then nothing much has happened. We built a fire up on a mountain and this fat boy with glasses named Piggy wouldn’t stop complaining the whole time. I’m telling you if he doesn’t shut up his ass-mar he’s got another thing coming. Today when I came back to camp from a bad day of hunting, Ralph and Simon were the only ones there, they were building all of us shelters. Ralph asked what I thought about them and if we’re being honest, they looked like the slightest breeze would knock them over. I could’ve done so much better then that. Ralph and I were talking then it hit me, I know where all the pigs are. They must rest in the shade from the mountain when it’s hot. I could also paint my face so they can’t see me. I told Ralph and he started to get mad saying that all I think about are pigs. I ignored him and ran off to find some sort of paint. I was so excited, I couldn’t stop smiling, it was going to be amazing. I found some red and white clay along with some charcoal that would do the job. After that I ran to gather boys to go hunting with me. I got Roger from the beach, Bill, and the twins Sam ‘n Eric who were keeping the signal fire going. I explained to them how we could use the clay as camouflage, or dazzle paint like from a war. “They don’t smell me. They see me, I think.” I put the clay on my face, then the charcoal. When I saw my reflection in the water, I looked amazing. I wasn’t Jack anymore, but an awesome stranger. I was so happy that I laughed and danced. Now we can hunt! The twins weren’t sure about coming, but I convinced them. We painted our faces, sharpened our spears, and headed toward the mountain. 

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Meeting everyone

I couldn’t believe what had happened. One second everything was perfectly fine, then our plane came crashing down from the sky. My choir and I were okay, but no one else seemed to be around us. I began constructing a plan for our survival when a loud trumpet like sound roared through the jungle. I quickly instructed my choir boys to fall in line and we began marching toward the trumpet. I thought it must’ve been the adults calling everyone together. The choir boys and I made it to the beach and saw that we were definitely not alone, a big group of boys were gathered at the trumpet site. To my disbelief, when we got to the platform there were no adults and no trumpet. A boy named Ralph was just blowing into a stupid shell. We introduced ourselves and came to an agreement that we needed a chief. I was the first and only to volunteer, since I’m the best leader here. They would all be stupid not to agree. But Ralph had to ruin it of course, just because he blew into that shell they all agreed he’d be the better leader. It infuriated me, I mean how could they think he’s a better leader than me? Anyone can blow into a shell. Ralph is not a head boy, or chorister, and he definitely can’t sing C sharp like me. It is utterly ridiculous and not fair. Out of pity Ralph let me be in charge of the choir and I decided we’d be hunters. So I guess for now I’ll let Ralph be chief, but that doesn’t mean I’ll listen to everything he says.