There was something weird about it. No, I don't think that was the reason I did it. When I heard the gun shot I felt bad because it as my dad doing it to some other kid. I didn't care about Nathan in the next room. How long Nathan was in the front is a mystery to me, because I hurried in to get my mothers sewing equipment and attempted to mend Jems ripped pants. My eyes had gotten wide and my mouth ajar.
They believed the rumors that I am a crazy person, but I am really not I hope to one day show them the kind of person I really am. The boy probably thought he was being brave, or cool. Dear diary, I hope school gets better soon or I might have to quit. I smiled to myself as I watched her grab the stuff and run as fast as she could back to her house to inspect her findings. Atticus hugged me tight and I shook back and forth. It took me a while before I finally stopped smiling because I kept remembering Scouts face as she stepped out of the tire.
My mom is no longer with us. One day I was looking out of the window and I saw some kids trying to touch my house. A gun shot pierces into the air and the young boy is gone in a swift movement. Something that would let think of what they could do with it. Most people who actually see me, know my nickname but have always called me by my real name out of curiosity but she didn't. Because they are curious little youngsters and just want to have some fun. The strange thing about the whole thing was they were too scared to push the note through with their hands.
The point is I saw an opportunity to make someone's life better, and I took it. They don't know if I'm an ugly man. I fantasize about what a normal childhood would be like. I saw him go after Scout, but it looked like her costume had saved her from getting cut. The quiet neighbor who no one knows.
Tonight the kids sneaks out again and I followed, but they didn't see me. Jem May, 1994 Dear Diary, School is done for the year. Boo Radley face-to-face I brought Jem back to the Finch house. I was free to go outside into the world- well I could have escaped from imprisonment if I really wanted to, but I did not wish to. I knew he was going to be fine, and I think Scout did now too.
Which would have been more effective none the less. It has been so very long since my father first locked me up in this house. She is like a member of our family. Tears poured from my face. Nathan found the note, realised my only source of communication with the outside world and filled the knot-hole with cement. I wish I could meet him.
It turns out that the jury thought he wasguilty and he was sentenced to a few years in jail. I decided to do something nice for them. People loved that he was gone, I was very angry. From my window, I see people having a great social life, while I just remain hidden in my bird cage. When were those kids going to leave me alone! I didn't see the three little ones running around. After a couple of weeks, I realised that it seemed I would never be let out. He tries to think of ways that we can get him out of his house.
Running, hiding, frightening, my father doesn't like any one. Aunt Alexandra had forbid Jem, Dill and I to go and watch butwe went all the same. He represents anyone who needs help. Awestruck, their little game is over. Jem June 1933 Dear Diary, I was right Scout and I have become good friends with Dill or Charles. It had to be Jems room.
I am usually in a fairly good mood all day long, but when my father comes to mind or Nathan walks past, anger and hatred swells up inside me. Next thing I knew I was in Atticus Finch's house in a small room on the second floor. That evening ended by Scout escorting me home arm in arm. At the time I thought he knew what they were doing and yelled at them to stop. Foronce Aunt Alexandra had a look of understanding on her face. That's what stumps me even more, though, the fact that those kids have Atticus Finch for a father and still believe all those ridiculous lies.