The cold touch of death has embraced me. I still keep a watchful eye on the island and my buddies. I could see Ralph running. He looks so scared. Jack and the hunters are chasing after him in a cordon. I wonder why they are chasing him, and what they are going to do. Ralph just keeps running, hiding.
Jack has a menacing look in his eyes, one that frightens the other hunters. I could tell the twins regret this chase. They were still loyal to Ralph in their hearts, but Jack is scary and overpowering. I looked towards the ocean, and I am a ghost. There was a ship in the distance. If only I was human, if only i could tell them the news.
Almost all of the littleuns are dead. Nobody but me looked after them. Life with me dead has become terrible for the others. Sometimes I try to speak to the world below me by sending messages through the trees. But what I do only frightens people. I hope Ralph will find rescue, I hope he does. I looked to my left again. There was a man on the beach with drill and epaulettes on his uniform. Ralph stumbled through the bushes and talked to the man. Ralph has found rescue, I hope it's real and not a diddle. I heard the boys ululation as I faded away.
Monday, October 6, 2008
LOTF#12 SIMON
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wow i never got to write as simon after he was dead i thought you did a great job of watching over the island as if you were simon. over all great job!
~Ashlen
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