In the eyes of the others I was unusually calm. "Where's Ralph?" I asked Mrs. Brown.

"He's in isolation for beating up everyone and bullying them. He made Roger cry!" Mrs. Brown looked worried.

"But it's all Roger's fault! Can't you see that!?" I seethed. "He's torturing them. He killed Piggy. He's at fault!"

I got slapped. "How could you say that?! Roger is such a good boy!" she screeched.

Now that it's come to this, that nobody believes me. I've only got one choice. . .

I have to kill Roger.

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"This is my last resort!" I screamed.

I stabbed Roger in the chest, but unbeknownst to me I missed. Roger still fainted though. "What are you doing?! Call an Ambulance!" Mrs. Brown worried over Roger. "Hurry! Otherwise he'll die!" she shouted.

Then she turned to me. "And you . . ."

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That's how I ended up in prison. The place where I will finally rest at peace, where I can finally repent for my sins. I'm glad.

It's still lonely, though. . .