Blog 1: The Conch shell

You look out your window and see flames at the back of the plane, the plane flies down to the ground with lives to hold on to but we no longer know, this is what the characters of the book Lord of the Flies had to go through. I quivered out of the water and onto the beach to the jumbled forest. the kids around me looked up at me as if they just had woke up on a Saturday. the one boy by the Lagoon looked Pallor or as if he saw a ghost.
"What happened I thought, where am I"
A young boy started to Clamber towards me looked me in the eyes as if he was about to cry he was about to speak until I heard a loud strident. we tried to follow the sound but we were grated on the other side of the forest, we then decided to swim across the lagoon. As we got closer to the sound we saw the clamor of the sound. the fat boy next to the clamor looked like he had devoured a cow. After the boy with the conch had everybody at one spot at the beach, he stared at us for a second, he looked like he had fell onto a pointy rock he had scratches and bruises, he looked indignant. He said he should be the leader but as another boy stepped out of the crowd he said he wanted to be the leader.
"Then we shall vote", the conch boy yelled. My speculate was for the big strong boy who called himself Jack should have been the leader, but as the rest of the crowed voted the conch boy had won again. I could not see over the whole crowd but as i looked over all of the heads I saw the three leader boys walking down the beach. A decorous voice behind me told me to find some fruit.
"I am to vain to find fruit" I thought, but if it was what we needed to do to survive then why not?
As I went to search for some fruit in the vine forest a boy interposed.
"would you like some help finding fruit?" he asked
"umm sure, lets go this way" as the day went on we found some fruit in the trees and waited for the three boys to return.