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The Beastie

      Piggy doesn't think the beastie is real. Ralph thinks the beastie is an imagination. Then the littlun's think its some type of monster. Jack doesn't even care about it, he thinks its irrelevant to the situation. The littlun's are the only ones who think this creature lives in the ocean.
      I personally think that the beastie is Jack, only because he's turning into more of a savage than everybody else. He's the only wanting to kill a pig but he's no the only one hungry for meat. he hunts for pigs daily.

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