The scene I am choosing to write about in a new perspective is when Simon is dehydrated and confused talking to the pig head or “The Lord of the Flies.” I stumbled away from the group my head was pounding and I felt like I was going to puke. I think I read about this in class I might be dehydrated or maybe I ate some rotten fruit who knows. I fell on the forest floor and began to crawl around, I hid under some creepers trying to hide from the sun it was still burning me. I heard the hunters but there voices were muffled and I couldn’t focus on the words. I stumbled and crawled around some more until I saw the head, the dead pig head. I heard a voice and the the head it started talking to me, he or she kind of reminded me of “The King or Queen of the Flies,” no, no more like “The Lord of the Flies.” “You are a silly little boy,” (pg. 143) said the Lord of the flies, “just an ignorant, silly little boy.” I couldn’t answer my tongue felt swollen I was so confused but my head was pounding and it felt so real, so it probably was. I didn’t understand what he was saying. I heard it but the pounding in my head made it hard to comprehend. “Don’t you agree?” he said to me. “Aren’t you just a silly little boy?” (pg. 143) I still couldn’t answer but I wanted to so I looked at him and answered silently. He started saying something about how everyone thought I was crazy, which was true. Then I heard Ralph’s name and Piggy and Jack that scared me I didn’t want them to think I was crazy. I couldn’t stop staring at him my eyes wouldn’t move even if I tried. He wanted to know why I was alone but my lips still wouldn’t move and I couldn’t make a noise so I just shook my head. “There isn’t anyone to help you. Only me. And I’m the Beast.” (pg. 143) It took me a lot of effort to finally speak, “Pig’s head on a stick.” (pg. 143) It’s all I could say. He said how he was always the beast, he was a beast you couldn’t hunt or kill because we were the beast it was inside us all. “You knew, didn’t you? I’m part of you? Close, close, close! I’m the reason why it’s no go? Why things are what they are?” When he said that I shivered I kept trying to convince myself it wasn’t true. He started calling me a poor misguided boy, telling me we were going to have fun. His voice made me shiver he told me not to make me angry and my spine shivered. He said more thing but I began to feel dizzy then my head pounded more and more and then my eyes rolled back and I hit the floor of the forest and that’s the last thing I remember. I think I passed out or blacked out.