Sam and Eric layed there helplessly. Tied up, Roger was advancing on them with a large cub like stick. It seemed like it had been a long time ago when they were both on the beach with Piggy and Ralph discussing what they should next about Piggies glasses getting stolen. Sam eyes widened when Roger raised the club. YES he should join Jacks tribe, he wasn't going to be tortured. Then images of Piggy being crushed by the rock swept past his mind. NO Jack was cruel and he would resist. Eric was wimpering... when the club made contact with his back it hurt bad, his eyes watered. He wanted to scream, fine ill join you! Then he looked past Rogers shoulder and saw the ledge which he used to push off the rock. He closed his eyes as another unbearible blow hit his shoulder. Then Piggy Flashed through his mind, Simons screams echoed through his mind, and the first day played back. He wished they never came here, he wished Piggy didn't die. Eric felt so helpless.
Both the twins sreamed for mearcy as ROger unleashed his worst blows yet. Both were ashamed on failing Ralph, he was probubly worried about them. But he had more to worry about then Sam and Eric.
Both the twins sreamed for mearcy as ROger unleashed his worst blows yet. Both were ashamed on failing Ralph, he was probubly worried about them. But he had more to worry about then Sam and Eric.
2 comments:
Don't you need more words?
I like this part in your blog,
Then images of Piggy being crushed by the rock swept past his mind."
I like that sentence, i would feel like that?
GOOD JOB LEYLA!
I really liked this sentence of yours :
But he had more to worry about then Sam and Eric.
It forshaddowed that somthing bad was going to happen but again tiny mistakes...... like:
Piggies
Should be
Piggy's
Great job though it really pulled me in as a reader.
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