I woke up to the conch being blown. “Eric, come on! Ralph blew the conch!” Sam yelled excitedly. Then Sam grabbed my arm and led me to the conch. Ralph was saying we were trapped on an island and needed rules. Before that, the scary guy, Jack, stabbed the trunk. Then the big kid, Piggy I think, seemed pale and said that we were trapped! I was fine as long as I had Sam with me. Then Ralph said this Island was a good island and I felt better already. Then this six year old talked about this snake- thingie, a beastie. I was scared when I heard about the beastie and I saw Sam shake a little. He was probably cold. But then Ralph said that the beastie could only existed in the bigger places like Africa. I sighed in relief. The chief is right; there is no way a beastie could be here. That’s why I like Ralph as leader. He is wickedly cool. I heard the group making fun of the kid and Sam said, “He was dreaming.” Then there was more yelling between us. All of a sudden, Ralph shouted, “There isn’t a beast!” We were all quiet. Even for us! We usually would have shouted or make a joke but for some reason we stayed silent. “Now we come to the most important thing. I’ve been thinking. I was thinking while we were climbing the mountain. And on the beach just now. This is what I thought. We want to have fun. And we want to be rescued,” he said, grinning. Some kids mumbled yes and others like me and Sam just nodded. “We want to be rescued; and of course we shall be rescued.” When he said that, I felt a little happier and grinned to my brother, who grinned back. Ralph then talked about how his daddy would come and save. That right there brought me hope and happiness. When he finished we all began to clap and cheer. He then said something about lighting a fire to signal and we all stood up and followed Jack. Finally, when Ralph got to us, me and Sam were ordered to find wood. It took us awhile but we were able to find a good one. We were also the first! I felt pride swell inside of me. Then both of us went to find dried leaves, since they are easily burnable.  We came back with our arms filled and dropped them on the pile. Then we had a problem. We had no matches! Then Piggy finally made it to us, saying something about the pile being big. “His specs–use them as burning glasses!” Jack shouted. We surrounded Piggy and Jack snatched his glasses from him. Jack handed the glasses to Ralph, who positioned it on the pile till it burned! Wicked! Then the fire started to go out! Sam and I ran around the place looking for fresh logs or plainly anything! We continued to pile the stack until the fire was safe. Phew! Wait no it went out. Awww. Then the group started to argue. Honestly, I wanted to sleep. I didn’t pay attention to what Ralph or Jack was saying I was just tired. I heard applause and my brother and I started to clap. I looked to my brother’s face and he had a look of praise on it. I yawned and let my eyes rest. Then I heard cheers from everyone and opened my eyes to see what was happening. There was a firing going! I quickly stood up and cheered with everyone else. Nut then the fire continued and didn’t stop Sam and I stopped cheering and watched the fire silently. Sam and I looked at each other and giggled. “We wanted smoke–”
“Now look–!” we said. Then we all started to laugh, ignoring Piggy. Piggy started to shout about shelters and we all looked to him. Then Piggy, Ralph, and Jack started to argue. It was getting boring. All of a sudden the tree blew and the creepers flew way high! Then I heard Piggy say,

“That little ’un that had a mark on his face–where is–he now? I tell you I don’t see him.” That got me scared. Did the beastie get him? Did it exist? Did Ralph lie to us? Right now I didn’t care. I was tired and scared. And so was my brother.