"Kill the pig!"
Perspective- Jack
Today I made my first kill on this island! I had all my hunters help me surround a pig and murder her. It was an amazing feeling. I got all the boys to make a ring around it, then we caught her. We MALEVOLENTLY cut through the SWARTHINESS of her skin and spilled GOUTS of blood all over. I painted my face red and a little black, to blend in with the surroundings. I knew that the pigs could not hear me, they could just see me. So I painted my face with charcoal and clay and that definitely helped me catch the pig. When my face is painted, I feel very stealthy and powerful.
The littluns are getting annoying. They do nothing to help us all day! All they do is eat fruit, play, sleep, and take up room. They have a sort of seperate life from us. They complain about that "beastie" thing too often, also! But, although they are mostly useless, they can be somewhat helpful when trying to corner a pig.
Ralph was very BELLIGERENT towards me today, for something that wasn't even all my fault! Apparently, he saw a ship on the horizon. It was the hunters' job to keep the island's fire going, but I had called all of them to help me with the hunt. Obviously, the fire went out because nobody was tending to it. With the fire out, our possible last chance at rescue for a while was completely crushed. Ralph was so angry. I wasn't really worried about the ship though; I was too excited about my kill!
When we BLATANTLY came back from the hunt, pig in hand, I lead the others in a chant. "Kill the pig. Cut her throat. Spill her blood." It was what we did to kill the pig, and I was so pleased with myself that I decided we should chant. I must kill! It makes me feel so powerful; having the choice to take away life as I please. Ever since we got stranded on this godforsaken island, I've felt the need to kill. I can't really explain it. I just love the feeling I get.
The littluns are getting annoying. They do nothing to help us all day! All they do is eat fruit, play, sleep, and take up room. They have a sort of seperate life from us. They complain about that "beastie" thing too often, also! But, although they are mostly useless, they can be somewhat helpful when trying to corner a pig.
Well, time for the meeting, so I'll be back later. Bye, Diary.
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