Lord Of The Flies Story
The war was over, but not without casualties. Numerous ships, planes and factories had been bombed with regular bombs, and London was totally destroyed - by a single atomic bomb. Only derelicts lived there now, not knowing of the harmful radiation that surrounded what once was the great capital.
Slowly though, things were getting back to normal, shops began opening, and the war started to shift to the back of people's minds. Life was becoming more normal, but the memory of the war was still there, and always would be. Unfortunately, my memories of our time on the island would never shift to the back of my mind - I would never forget what the war meant to me. I might not have been killed, ...
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crashing down on the rocks. I had never recovered from those experiences and at no time had a job. I live in a small, damp apartment above a coin laundry. The greatest pleasure I had in life was feeding the pigeons in the park. I would get what stale bread I could from the bakery to feed the birds. They would rush at me when they saw me and fight for the small scraps of bread before it had even hit the ground. They were animals, but not like Jack and the others, they were kind animals, they never hurt anyone - they went about their lives regardless of us. Many times I wished that I too could be a pigeon. I wanted to lead the simple life that they did, I wanted to forget what had happened, I wanted to escape the plaguing memories.
It was Tuesday morning and I was feeding pigeons in the park. They were fighting for the pathetic scraps of stale bread I threw on the ground as usual, looking at me begging me with their eyes for more. I emptied the crumbs out of the plastic bag and the ...
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the pain and I could see that he didn't understand why we were doing this to him, and I saw eventually, him give up and collapse on the beach, a small trickle of blood flowing from his body.
I also saw Piggy shouting at Roger about his 'specs'. I saw Roger lean forward on the lever under the rock, and heard, with frightening realism, the creaking of the rock as it lurched towards Piggy and myself. The rock fell and hit Piggy square, throwing him upwards into the sky, and as he hit the hard rocks by the ocean, I heard his bones crack, before he slid slowly into the ocean without a trace.
I had a rotten taste in my mouth and felt sick in the stomach. I was so angry I was shaking, moving ...
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