I remember it like it was yesterday...when I lost my innocence and my life was changed...I look on to the fire, and the circle of boys. Even those like piggy who claim innocence are chanting their war cry..."Kill the beast, cut her throat..." It reverberates inside my head on and on...I fear I am about to lose myself to the insanity, the savagery of it all...Even the youngest of children are screaming at the cloud coated skies...I remember when we first arrived at the island how innocent those choirboys were, now look at them...half naked, clutching at a stick sharpened at both ends screeching like wild animals...like the same pigs they so love to hunt, kill, and eat...all because of one boy...one young boy who can sing a C sharp...How did he turn into the savage beast that is in front of me...? Why couldn't we just work together...instead of him trying to go against everything I say, why am I even talking to myself...I should be trying to stop this...not just thinking about, what has thinking and never doing anything gotten anyone? I look away from the circle of boys to my surroundings and out across the ocean...when will we ever get off this blasted island? A quick glance at the forest again changed my life forever...If only he never showed up, if only he hadn't been running...my hands would not be stained with his blood now...It still haunts me to this day..."Kill the beast, cut her throat..." the sound of wood hitting flesh, the screams, the clap of thunder, the blood...oh the blood, and lastly the lightning shooting across the sky lighting up the whole island, now everyone can see our sinful deed...then eerie silence as we finally took hold of ourselves for a minute...oh no...Simon...I remember how his bloodied and battered body was taken away from us after that, how the ocean swallowed him whole without a second thought...I am now one of the savages...I have completed my initiation...I can never go back now...I only have Piggy left...but he is no longer innocent either...none of us are fit to enter society ever again, we are no longer children, we are wild animals, that will murder another without a second thought, and do it with a smile on our faces, as our hands get coated in your blood...