Journal #1

Lord of the Flies

My name is NOT Piggy!

I just saw another boy on the island, what a relief; you can't imagine how terrified I was. That place was so scary I thought I was going to wet my trousers. That is until I heard a voice oh how I prayed it was another person and to my relief, it was. A fair haired boy, about the age of twelve was standing on his head it was rather odd; I thought he had already gone Looney. When I saw him I didn’t know if I should run to him or keep my distance. After I had gone up to him I asked his name he said it was Ralph. I waited for him to ask my name. Time went by and it seemed that he didn’t want me around; he just ignored me and sort of pushed me away.

I didn’t like to be treated like I wasn’t there and he still never asked my name. I started to talk about myself hoping something would catch his attention and he would talk to me. Finally I let out one of my secrets; I told him that the people at my old school called me piggy because of my size. He laughed until he was red in the face and tears dripped down his cheek. When he finally stopped I was so embarrassed thinking of the consequences for what I’ve just done, I asked that he tell no one; he chuckled.

Later, I found a conch which Ralph picked up and began to blow hoping it will call others to come. I saw people come so I took names. After that, we had a small meeting. The worst thing possible happened; the new guy Jack kept calling me fatty. Then to make matters worse, Ralph exclaimed to everyone that my name was PIGGY! Everyone roared like thunder, I was mortified and heartbroken. I told Ralph in confidence and he spat in my face. When everyone stopped laughing they decided to find out if this place was really an island. I said I'm going and once again they rejected me so I sat and waited for them to return.