Entry 4 - as the soldier who rescued the boys

After reading this poor lost boy’s journal I am Shocked at the utter wretched ness of the human raise.  He… this “Piggy”… was the only oasis of any sense at all in the void of chaotic… savagery that was this island.  Reading over the tragic happening presented in this journal I have witnessed not a freak occurrence but rather a testimony to what the world, as pretty and civilized as it may seem on the outside, is in truth.  We may live in comfortable houses and where our fancy “proper” clothing but we act out of maliciousness and never cease to war.  We all have a bit of the power hungry Jack or the brutal Roger.  Some more than others.  Yet still some less than others.  This is where I still see hope.  We have made it this far with good in but a few people, through this way Piggy will live on keeping a little amount of sanity in this insane world.  Piggy and Simon may have gone from this world but they leave a legacy of hope and reason.   These Nobel soldiers of sanity leave hope even for those who ended there struggle.  When I looked in the eyes of the evil doers on the beach I did not see the devil that was in them but children. Children who were in need of a savior…      They may now live the undeserved life they stole from Piggy but are not all of our lives undeserved?  I leave with that question.