Thursday, June 7, 2012

The Pig Killer

Today I was finally able to achieve what I have wanted to complete for so much time. I have continuously gone to the forest to hunt but it seems as if the pigs know in advance that I’m going to attack them. Today I discovered the solution to all my problems, about hunting. I went to the forest and collected thinks that worked as ink. With some white clay I have white inks and with red clay I have red. I had also collected a stick if charcoal from the fire. I called Roger, San, Eric, and Bill to gather. I explained to them that with the clay in my face they will not be able to smell me nor see me. I drew in may face with the materials I had, but it could be better. Again, I drew on my face with the materials I had. I looked at my reflection with water in a coconut and was pleased. I looked as a real worrier, as in wars with dazzle paint.
               For some unknown reason I felt better under that mask of paint. I felt stronger and without fear of anything. All the feelings that made me weak had vanished and the only thing left was my wish to kill. I wanted to grab one of the spears and stab it into a pig. I will never end up in ridicule because I didn’t kill a pig. The boys around me looked at me with eyes of fear and respect. They were scared of me and I loved that feeling. With this mask nothing could stop me. Not Piggy, not the beast, and certainly not Ralph.
               With my group of hunters and Samneric, we traveled to the forest were pigs inhabited. We found a pig run with recent droppings. Hidden inside a circle of bushes was a sow. Using hand sign I instructed my hunters to make a circle and slowly close in. I felt adrenalin and strength. I didn’t want to wait- I just wanted to kill that sow. The sow discovered that she was circled and started to run around- not able to find a escape route. I was done waiting. My feet passed in front of the sow and she was frozen with the fear of me getting closer. I jumped with all the strength in my legs and position my spear diagonally looking down. When my body went back to earth the spear had penetrated from one side of the sow to the other. The spear caused a small hole in the ground. It felt so good, to terminate with the life of the sow because I want to. If I could just do this for the rest of my life.
               When we arrived back to the platform Samneric were carrying the sow. We were singing a chant that made me feel happy. It was fun. Kill the pig. Cut her throat. Spill her blood. Ralph greeted us with a face of anger. I tried to tell him about our adventure and the achievement I had completed. Instead he interrupted me to say that I had let the fire go off. He told me that a ship passed in front of the island when I was hunting. He said that they would have rescued us if they had seen the fire. I just tried to tell him what I have done. Who cares about being rescued if we can have fun and hunt? It was annoying me that they didn’t care that I had gotten meat for us to eat. Then the fatso of Piggy started to scowl at me too for letting the fire go off. I am more superior than him and he should had never talked to me like that. How does he get a right to scowl me for letting the fire off if he doesn’t even help the group? He is only another mouth to feed; he is as the littluns. I was angry and he had to learn a lesson so I punched him. I hit him in the stomach and after he was in the floor I hit him in the face. I broke one of the glasses in his specs. Who cares if there is only one glass? I only need one to be able to cook my meat. After that nothing important happened other than we cooked the meat and everyone ate. I was proud that they needed my help to get food. They depend on me. 

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