The End
Chapter 4 – Jack
Jack's body went home, but his mind never did. His mind was forever trapped on The Island. His parents fell into despair; he was not their precious child anymore. He never listened to them; it was as if the adults existed on a separate world from him. He terrorized other children, he even killed one. Dark days were on the Merridew household; Jack was sent to Juvenile Hall for most of his remaining childhood. He made friends in prison, when they got out, they formed a gang, and they ruled the streets.
Jack's gang painted their faces wore matching clothes, and they killed other boys, leaving their decapitated heads on pointed sticks in the woods and fields. They ranged over much of England and their numbers swelled. One day, they found a small gang of much younger children. Jack would've had them killed if he hadn't heard the chilling chant they cried and the cry of recollection from their leader.
"Kill the Beast! Cut his throat! Bash him in! Kill the Beast!" They were interrupted; Percy stood in front of them and pointed to Jack.
"It's Jack! The Chief! He protected us from the Beast on The Island!" Percy hadn't remembered Jack really until that moment, nor had Jack remembered the littlun. Now, Jack saw an opportunity before him. Within the day, Percy and his gang had joined Jack's Tribe.
At the age of 26, Jack was killed while running from a mob of angry and scared townspeople. Instants before the killing stroke was delivered, Jack recognized the face of his killer. His name was Roger.
Author Notes: I regret to say that the next chapter will be the last. However, I may write another story. Tell me which ideas you like best.
In the distant future, children who aren't adopted are sent to"The Island". This island is actually another planet and there the children must survive by any means possible.
Or,
A short story from the perspecive of Simon after all the children are dead because they were never rescued.
Thank you for reviewing, please let me know which idea you like best!