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Piggy's Innocence in Chapter 1 of Lord of the Flies

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“They used to call me Piggy”


I replied to Ralph’s question, as he questioned due to curiosity. Immediately after Ralph burst out into laughter, chanting the name I've hated for years, “Piggy, Piggy”, it was so unbearable I felt like the whole island could hear him. Politely asking; Ralph to stop calling me that, he was to keep on chanting “Piggy, Piggy”. This was starting to get me mad; I could already tell that I was not a big fan of Ralph, but as long as he didn't tell the rest of the kids on the island that my name is Piggy, I guess it was okay.

Ralph got into the water while I just sat there, “You can’t half swim”. Ralph glanced at me, I took off my shoes and socks to dip my feet in the ocean just to sense the water. “It’s hot!” I was shocked by how warm and soothing it was.


“What did you expect”, Ralph responded in a somewhat aggressive way. “I didn’t expect nothing, my auntie”

, “Sucks to your auntie”. Ralph rapidly cut me off, “not the best mannered kid”, I thought to myself.

Moments later Ralph started floating around the salty water, once again he spoke to me “Aren’t you going to swim”. I jealousy spun back to face him, knowing he would say something just as stupid once I would reply. “I can’t swim. I wasn’t allowed. My asthma-” trying to speak as fast as I could, I was once again cut off to Ralph's snarky comment, “ Sucks to your ass-mar!” Feeling my face turn red from the inside out, I had nothing to say, my auntie taught me better than to lose my temper, so I just held it in.


“So where are your parents”

The words came right out of his mouth, and right into my ear; I could feel my face turn another colour, and my stomach flip. It took a couple seconds to realize my situation, I slowly turned towards Ralph and spoke out “My dad’s dead’’. I spoke as fast as I could to get that over with. The beach went silent for a couple of minutes, slowly the anxiety left my body as I could finally have the courage to continue the conversation. “This is an island isn’t it?”. ralph took a slow pause and said “I’m pretty sure”, the realization slowly sunk into my body; were all alone on this island, and nobody knows we are here. Frightened with fear, “We must stay here until we die”. Ralph looked at me like I was crazy, but seeing the his face ever so slightly turn showed the awareness of the situation got to him as well.  


Written by Kate Fretz

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