Blog 9 (Piggy's Perspective)

Ralph made a joke about it but I seriously wish I could write to my auntie and tell her to come and get me. Things are getting out of control. Ralph said that the other boys murdered Simon but that's not true. I told Ralph that we were all scared by the storm and that crazy dance and that Simon was crazy for crawling out of the jungle when it was dark. I told him that it was an accident but Ralph doesn't seem to believe me. We shouldn't feel bad because we weren't part of it. We were standing on the outside of the circle. Ralph is losing it. He seems to be giving in and he's forgetting things like why we need to keep the fire going.

But how are we going to keep the fire going now that Jack has stolen my specs? I shudder when I think about when the boys sneaked up on us. I couldn't breathe and I felt like a huge fist was covering my face trying to smother me. I could hear Sam and Eric's stifled screams. In the daylight, seeing the beautiful phosphorescence of the ocean, I think back to last night's invasion and it just seems like a horrible dream. In the distance I can see a blurry figure who I think is Ralph gesticulating wildly. I think he's talking to Sam and Eric but I should go see what's making him so excited.