Shhhhhhhhhh! Is the sound I heard from the flames engulfing the forest of an island. Today was a really interesting day for me. I was making my normal routine border scan in my Naval Cruiser ship when I noticed an enormous amount of smoke rising up from a nearby island. My first thought on seeing the smoke was that I thought that a plane had crashed on the island or that it was some kind of natural forest fire.
I exited my water vehicle, and I was fully equipped with my sidearm just in case that it was the enemy. To my surprised I saw a young British boy by the name of Ralph at my feet in the sand. It was like when all the boys saw that the just froze instinctively and stopped what they were doing immediately. He was being chased by a bunch of other little boys who had their faces painted with some kind of clay or mud that they must of found on the island. At first, I thought that the children were playing some kind of game on the island, but to my surprise I don't think that it was at all. I noticed that the children behind him were holding wooden sticks something like spears that were sharp on the end, but I did not really pay much attention to it. It was not until I asked the boy, Ralph, was anyone killed on the i
After I got all of the children together, I started to make are way back to my cruiser. All of the kids, were in tears completely and I started to feel bad the young boys. Once we got to my ship, and the boys' tears were to a minimum, I called the leader Ralph to the passenger seat next to me so that I could get some more information about what really happened on the island. He told me that their plane had crashed on the island and that they had been stranded there for a while. I almost fell out of my seat when he told me this because of the fact that I thought they were just playing there. Then he told me that there were actually four people who were dead on the island. There was a little kid, his friend name Piggy, his friend Simon, and a dead parachutist man. Also, he started to tell me stories of how when they first got there of how they used call meetings with this white shell and how they were organized and all. After I got him started talking the boy would not shut up at all and just kept rambling on about everything that went on at the island. After a while I started to zone out to what the boy was saying. Although, I did hear him mention that they had become obsessed with the idea of hunting and killing wild pigs on the island. Then I thought to myself that these young children would remember this horrific adv
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