On The Hunt

I was awoken from my sleep at the sound of the conch. I hate hearing that. And i hate the fact that I'm not the one blowing it. It's still night time. Why are we having another meeting? I walked to the group still tired but trying not to show it. Ralph tells Sam and Eric to tell us what they told him. One word i hear... The Beastie. At first i thought they just saw a pig or something and and thought it was the Beastie. But then i thought about it. Pigs usually don't come out at night and also, there's cuts all over There faces. If this Beastie is real... I'm going to find out.

I'm too anxious to listen to Ralph and the other kids to talk. I have to let out my words. "conch, conch, we don't need the conch", I say when they look at me as if to tell me i'm talking out of turn. I say we need to go now. We need to hunt it now. We decided Piggy is going to stay with the littluns. He's a wimp. Me and my hunters grabbed spears. So did Ralph. We walked out of the assembly. On the hunt.

Ralph walked off from us. If he goes alone and this Beastie is real then it will tear him apart. Oh well. Then I can take the power. We looked and we looked. Finding nothing. I don't feel like hunting right now. We'll get the beastie sooner of later. I'm too tired for this right now. And so are my hunters. Another day I'll kill this Beastie. I Swear it.