Jack thundered along the beach to where the sailor stood, thrusting his spear at him. "I won't ever go home!" he bellowed Ralph and the other boys tried to grab him but he managed to get free and in an instant he ran for the forest, full of anger.
Jack hid in the deepest darkest place he could find, ignoring his friends desperate cries. He stayed there for hours until their calls faded away. He grinned, he was finnaly alone, but as night fell he became scared of the things he could not see and realised everything he had done was horrible and pure evil. what had become of him? he heeded for the boat on the beach, looking forward to the idea of having his old life back.
Hmmm. I guess so, ONE LAST CHANCE.
Can we go back? Give Jack just one more chance? I can't bear to think what will he will survive alone.
Jack ran for the beach, to climb aboard the ship and sail home. 'Maybe there will be chips,' he thought. But as he neared the beach he realised that the boat was gone, now it was just an unrecognisable smudge on the lonely horizon. they were gone and he was alone. Devastation and shocking realisation took hold of him and Jack lied down on the sand and sobbed.
Jack cowered in his small tent, realising how horrible loneliness is and thinking of Ralph and how he had betrayed the boys. He had never even admitted that Simon's death tore him apart or that Piggy's scream made his heart sink. He had to be the best and he had to have power. He didn't want to be bullied again. Earlier that day it wasn't savagery that caused him to run, it was the fear of the bullies eagerly awaiting him back home.
The captain turned back.
"Thank you for coming back, I am so so sorry! I don't know what came over me." said Jack "The island has changed us all, but we must accept i because society depends on it!" said Ralph "You've never spoken so proper." "Yeah, well i gotta get practising" He winked at Jack and the two boys laughed.