No Longer
Point of view: Unknown
I hid behind the trees. I felt this weird sensation, I felt wicked and evil. Mwahhahaha. I stopped myself from exposing my identity. I know everyone of the boys. I studied everyone. I eyed them like a hawk. I am an eagle in disguise.
Roger said, "Did you hear that?"
Sam replied, "It's the beastie!"
Jack said with an irritated voice, "Y'all weaklings. There is no beastie. Crazy littluns don't know anything."
I glided through the thick mushy forest. I knew everything about the forest. I was the one who kept the forest alive. The forest was my masterpiece, full of lost souls I captured. I remember all the boys I captured on this island; each soul was so special, but you easily lose count once you catch so many. Like what my Mama use to tell me. She broke her promise. She never came back. I can't. The thought of her make me want to throw up. I circled the island 50 times before the sun raised. I barely remember what it feels like to sleep, to love.
The day had gone by really slow, like it always feels. I watched the sun go down. I wandered back to my jungle glade. I heard whistling and banging. I hid up in the tree. Jack was holding dead rats in his hand. He cut it and wiped the blood on his face, he started chanting words and screaming. I hated when he did that; it's a weird ritual he does when he goes out hunting for wild pigs. I was hungry. I craved for strong soul. I jumped down from the tree.
I felt different. I felt more alive. I missed this feeling. I felt warm. I ran back to the beach where the shelter was. Ralph said to me, "Jack! Where's the Pig? We're starving!" I replied quickly, "I got us some worms! It's too dark to hunt." Sam looked at me and screamed, "Beastie! Beastie! Beastie!" All those littluns started screaming. They are so annoying. They always have to take the fun out of everything. I turned around to face everyone. I raised my hands while inhaling deeply. Oh that was refreshing. They were so innocent, so free. They all started fighting each other. It was chaotic. I take their innocence, their soul, I control them, turn them mad, I turn them against each other, and eventually they die. If I'm stuck on this dumb old island forever, I might as well have some fun.