The Beginning of Piggy

Since I’ve been in school I have been called Piggy. I hate being called Piggy but no one else calls me by my real name. I was in what looks like a jungle. I didn’t know where I was but I ended up seeing a boy like me. I would rather have auntie be with me right now giving me candies. But I ended up being with the boy. I tried to be the nice one by asking for each others names and he said his name was Ralph. I told him what people called me in school. Which was a big mistake. Ralph laughed at me and kept repeating the name Piggy over  n’ over.  I really wanted to have auntie be with me at this time to keep me safe and give me candies like she did back at home in her candy shop.  I didn’t know what to do so I felt I should just do what Ralph did.  Ralph said his dad was in the navy and he’ll come and saves us but I don’t really believe it. We were on a sandy beach or in the water not knowing what to do until the Ralph kid found a shell which he said was called a conch. I thought the conch was shiny and smooth looking and I wanted to hold it but Ralph kept it to himself. We wondered where everyone else was if there was anyone else so we wanted to make as much noise as possible to lure everyone by us. Ralph kept blowing and blowing and blowing the conch which cause many different younglings to come towards us.  I didn’t know what to do myself but I thought it would be best to know everyones names since we would be here for a while. I kept track of some people names but with all of them running around and talking and ignoring me I could do my job. Worst of all Ralph told my secret to them about people calling me Piggy so now that’s what everyone is calling me now. They don’t care at all about what I think and my feelings.