Book of One-Shots and Short Stories

Demons

Firstly, my Wattpad wasn't working which is why I have been MIA for over a month, sooo sorryyy for that! But hey, I'm here now! Anyway, this is an essay we had to write for EFL class on Lord of the Flies, if you haven't read or watched it, don't worry you don't have to, to understand. It's really just an extract that I wrote picturing Ralph's emotions. Hope u guys enjoy it, it's pretty short, but let me know! Pleaseeee comment!

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Dear Mini Ralph,

It is true what they say, words do cut deeper than a knife, especially when you cut right through a wound. 'He's a coward himself.' Jack's voice rang, breaking me from my thoughts. I didn't blame him, even though it hurt, I didn't blame him for calling me a coward. I could see a reflection of myself when I looked in his eyes; he just dealt with it in a different way. I could see the pain, the lack of confidence and the insecurities blooming as the corner of his eyes filled with unshed tears. The thing is, we were both the oldest, we both felt responsible and really we weren't mature enough to deal with something like this. We were both 12, tweens, we weren't kids but we weren't teens either. We were stuck in the middle, usually turned down as immature children who were full of themselves. At least that's what they said when they thought we couldn't hear them, and I guess I've learned to believe in that myself from hearing it so much. I have accepted it unlike the society accepting our flaws, and even though there is so much I want to fight for, I've learned to keep it all hidden, I've learned to hide my demons because, really, I haven't found a person I can freely confide in. So, when I saw Jack, I saw myself in him the only difference was that he opted for violence while I believed in the opposite. I preferred to act calm and collected even when my feelings were going haywire inside.

At that moment, I felt a wave of sympathy and a touch of sorrow wash over me as I continued to fight for my position to become the team leader, I couldn't show my weaknesses. Jack's voice trailed off and the hand that held the conch shook. I don't think many noticed this, but I did. I looked up at him as he admitted his defeat, nobody had voted against me. I had to admit that felt great. 'I'm not going to play any longer. Not with you.' He said this with such hatred that I had to take a step back. His eyes glowered with hurt and a sense of intimidation. I had to admit, he was good at controlling his tears. I drowned the rest of him protesting against supporting me, but when he blundered out of the triangle towards the drop to the white sand, a stranded shout of his name came out of my mouth. I didn't want to let him get hurt, we had to stay together to get off this island. '-No!' I shouted, but I was too late, he leapt off the platform and ran along the beach, not turning back as I watched him run... I think we are going to be able to work it out, I hope so at least.

Wish me luck,

Ralph

By: Tvisha Kamdar

It was super short, but I hope you guys enjoyed it!

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