We were still going down the mountain when I found some fresh pi droppings. Ralph looked with disgust as I got closer and smelled them. A small that used to be so disgusting had become my best friend. If there were fresh pig droppings there was a pig and if there were pigs there was fun. I asked Ralph is we could hunt the pig because he are still going to need meat even thought we hunt the beast. Ralph said that if that meant going the right direction it is okay. I walked in front of Ralph and felt him behind, in hunting I am the leader. I got close to a bush and there was a boar eating. It had a big trunk that could represent a problem. The boar saw that I was close and charged at me. I was going to stab him with my spear but he was too fast. His great tusk hit me in the arm and cut thru my flesh. The pain was enormous. The boar kept running and then I heard a spear flying in the air. The next sound was of the boar wimping and his heavy steps getting away of us. I walked to be the sound came from and Ralph was standing there. He didn’t have his spear anymore and he started to talk about how good he was hunting and that he was able to hit the boar in the snout. I laughed in my head because he said that I was insane with the hunt and that it is not important but now he was captured in the wish to hunt. He was proud and kept saying it again and again. We started our hunting ceremony and did a small circle. In the middle was the boar that in this case was Robert, one of my hunters. We started to act as if we were attacking him. We sang our chant and acted as if we were stabbing him with the spears. Then I hit Robert in the back with the end if the spear. I felt as grabbing his neck and suffocating him. Something made me stop.
The acting finished and we said that the next time it will be more fun if there was a real pig in the middle of the circle. We talked about someone or something that at the end of the ritual can be killed. I proposed to use a littlun. They are as pigs, they don’t do anything to help and are another mouth to feed and take care. They are the same thing as pigs, worthless. If I just could have killed the kid that started the tale of the beast.
Ralph ruined the fun when he stood up and said that we have to keep going. He said that we have to go to the mountain. Some boys proposed to go back to the platform, sleep and go to the mountain in the morning. Ralph didn’t want to do that and he said that we have to start the fire. I told him that without Piggy’s specs we can’t start the fire. Ralph said that then we should find out if the mountain is clear. It seemed as if he really wanted to go to the mountain. Maurice asked what will happen if the beast is on the mountain. I answered saying that we will kill it. As I will do to anything that defies me. I led the group to the mountain again and Ralph was being me. Simon left the group to go and tell Piggy that we are fine and that we will be back in the platform at dark. Ralph then started to say that it will be a good idea if we waited till the morning to go to the mountain because we said that it will be hard to walk in the dark.
As we got closer to the top of the mountain the boys stated to go to the platform because they were scared of the beast. Some will give weak excuses and others only said that they were sacred. Ralph, Roger, and I were the only ones that kept going. At the end I was the first to get to the top of the mountain because I wanted to show Ralph that I wasn’t scared of something that he was. When the three of us got to the peak we saw a boulder-like thing. I don’t remember it being there. It was a weird looking ape that had his head in his knees. The head lifted and all of us ran scared. The beast is real.
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