Published on August 23, 2014
than his and Ralph, who was the only decent one there. Time to time he would even wonder about Jack, most times he had nightmares about him. It wasn ʼ t til the summer hit and school was out that he started talking to people again. Already at that age, he understood you couldn ʼ t trust anyone. Until he met Mary Beth. While walking home from the market Simon dropped his soda. Before he knew it a blonde haired girl was picking it up for him. “Thanks, it ʼ s no good now though.” He sighed. “Well sure it is silly, theres still some left.” She put the soda out in front of her waiting for him to take it. “I guess.” he shrugged. “I ʼ m Mary Beth, I ʼ m pretty sure we had a class together. You were one of those boys who got lost, right?” Simons face was blank, he didn ʼ t want to be known as that “lost boy.” Or even hear someone bring up that crazy time. “Yeah, sure, I was. I ʼ m Simon.” “I heard how you fell, I ʼ m awfully sorry. If you don ʼ t mind I ʼ ll tag along with you.” She was very cheerful. Simon snapped, “I don ʼ t really like talking about that time, okay? I ʼ ll let you walk with me but bring somethin else up.” “I ʼ m sorry If I upset you Simon, Ill keep quiet about it, promise.” They walked to Simons house which made them realize they lived on the same street. This became a daily thing, she knocked on his door around noon and they stayed walking til 8. This was the rst time Simon really felt good and able to express himself since what happened months ago. Mary Beth and Simon were inseparable. They hung out everyday the whole summer. She even kept her promise to never bring up his island experience. They were the same age too, so they weren ʼ t worried about school drifting them apart because they ʼ d have the same classes. Two days before school, walking back to their houses Simon decided to open up. “You know how I said not to talk about what happened with me, like my experience on the island or my injuries?” Cheerful as always she replied, “Yes! I kept my promise too! You can ʼ t be mad at me.” She giggled. Simon took a deep breath and swallowed hard. “Well, I ʼ m gonna tell you somethin you must promise to keep between us.” “I promise.” She was looking concerned. “I never fell off a cliff,” he started. “The boys thought there was a beast, and I had gured out that there was no beast. We, all of us were the beast! And as I was walking to inform them all, they charged at me with spears and rocks. Whatever they could nd really. I laid on that forrest oor unconscious, I thought I was going to die there.