Journal 10: The Shards of Civilization

We breathed hard, and tried to flex our legs but had no room. We were cramped in a small area with nowhere to move. It was dark and clammy and very uncomfortable under the sharp rocks bulging out into our backs and tied together like a wild animal.
"You okay?"
"I think so-"
"Just a bit -"
"Uncomfortable.."
"It was a stupid idea to come over here and try to retrieve the glasses. Instead of gaining, we lost many. Piggy.... poor Piggy...poor Ralph... -"
"Oh, poor Ralph...Stuck with the littluns. No one there-"
"Not even us..." We began to whimper at the thought of being here, help prisoner in this small space.
"Will this be the end?"
"I don't know. If it is, we'll be dying for what is right," we felt a sudden burst of pride pop into our gut. It made us feel heroic and great.
"Just like Grandpa did for England!"
"Right!"
"I just wish that-"
"They didn't steal the glasses," than we got quiet as we thought about it. We really did hate how he had to steal the glasses. First of all, Piggy needed his specs to see and second of all, we don't have a signal fire! It is Ralph's philosophy, to keep the fire going. This is the reason why we even have a fire going. Even though cooking with it is nice as well but we would rather go back to our own home where we can have as much meat as we please. It seems only the logical thing to do. If only it were the way it was before... everyone united under one conch. We can't say that everyone got along but it was better than being separated like this. We really do feel sorry for Ralph. First he looses most of our group and then he looses all of his hope of going home then he looses the ones that help him around. We just hope that Ralph will be okay and returns home. Even if we don't, he deserves to go back.
"I'm scared-"
"I know, me too."
"I don't wanna join Jack's group-"
"Why would we?"
"Good point."
"I think I'd rather die than join his group."
"Yeah me too..."
"I just wish we were still in Ralph's group though-
"Jack is frightening-"
"He'll beat us if he wants or even-"
"Stab us with his spear," We both shivered at the thought of that. It was true, Jack was terribly scary. The first time we saw him, we knew that Jack Merridew was no good. The way he lead his choir was intimidating. We pictured that first day in our mind and quivered whenever we thought of it. That was the beginning of a big mess. We are all forgetting home and where we came from. Now it's easy to believe that there is no way out. At first it was just fun and games but now.....now it was serious. People are dying left and right and it is horrible. We are afraid that next it will be... us... Piggy's death was no accident... that was all Jack and his stupid followers. We still had flashes of Piggy, laying on the ground, dead and Simon screaming and crying as we attacked him. We can't deny that it was us that murdered him just like Jack can't deny he murdered Piggy. It was no accident. It was straight out on purpose.
"I bet Jack and Ralph aren't going to see each other in a while..."
"Yeah..."
"In the beginning of our life on the island-"
"It seemed fine between them. Jack was the leader of the hunters and Ralph was the leader. It seemed as simple as that but no. Jack wanted to be leader because of his stupid power hungry instincts."
"Now Jack is more superior than Ralph and that is something we cannot contradict." We were getting tired and closed our eyes, trying to picture what it looked like at home.
"I wonder what mum is doing right now...."