Beast from Air
Imagining Nonsense
Perspective : Piggy
I sit down on the platform as I watch the slow retreat of the other older boys on the beach and the littluns huddling in terror of the beast. I take off my specs rubbing the one lens I have left; blinking my other eye as all my sight turns blurry. I let out a sigh of exasperation and anger, Jack, I just can’t stand him, he makes me so waxy. I don’t want to be embroiled any more though, so I just back off from Jack. Now one eye is blurry all the time because he hit me and broke my specs, but lucky that he didn’t break the other lens or we would have no way to start the fire. Not that he’d care much anyway; all he cares about is hunting. He seems to have an interminable obsession with it. And now he’s convinced the others to go off to hunt this beast, but I bet they won’t find it. There are no such things as beasts, especially ones that come from water and air. They’re scaring us all into thinking this Island is haunted by some leviathan. There is no such beast as one Sam and Eric described, it would’ve been discovered by now. They said it was furry, with wings, eyes, teeth, and claws, flailing all about the place, but I think it’s all nonsense. The boys going off to look for the beast, they make their way cautiously down the beach but speedily, like they really think something will jump out to attack them. I just don’t believe all these fairytales, it was night, I bet Sam n’ Eric weren’t seeing right. A more reasonable explanation would be a parachute. It could flap around in the wind like wings. It would make sense, with the war and all, a pilot coming down with a parachute. Yes I bet that’s what it is! But we’ll just have to go and see. I hope the boys hurry up because they won’t find anything, and I’m tired of watching littluns.
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