have to write a scene from the book to kill a mocking bird from Boo's perspective
Another day in my house wondering… what will the day bring me...what will it not. Being alone in this house for years makes me numb. I don’t know what its like to have friends, company, or feel loved. Every minute of every hour of every day feels longer than the last. The only thing that keeps me sane is staring endlessly out the window to see faces of the people who daily pass by. People walk their dogs, care for their yards, and do their daily tasks. They laugh, they talk, and they smile.
The people I enjoy most seeing everyday is those children, the boy and the girl. I believe their names are Scott and Jen…or something like that. Their smiling faces remind me of a time when I had a life filled of wonder and hope. I would talk to them, but I don’t want to frighten them. I hear people make rumors about me that aren’t all true, but I don’t blame them.
Maybe if I leave something for the children they’ll understand I’m normal just like the rest of them. The girl, Jen I think, walks by my house after school everyday, I should offer her something kids like. But what do they like?
I don’t have toys, candy, or anything like that but I do have gum it’s not candy, but its close enough. I’ll put it by the tree at night when no one can see me.
When it was dark enough out, I got two sticks of gum and laid them out by the big tree. They didn’t have wrappers on them, but I don’t think the kids will mind.
That morning I woke up extra early to make sure I didn’t miss a thing. As usual, I saw Scott and Jen pass my house, they didn’t see the gum yet, but I’m hoping they’ll find it later.
While I wait, I stare at the wall. I wonder how I ended up here. All the events that happened to me in my life, all the wasted years, I wonder what could happened if none of those events occurred. Maybe I could have got married and had a family, maybe even a dog. Or become a person everyone liked. But I know that would never ever happen.
I stare at the clock…I swear I saw it stop for a second. I guess time really is going by slower.
Finally the wait is over. I can hear the school children getting out of school. The sound of their laughter fills my ears. After a few minutes past I see Jen. She’s different…she doesn’t wear dresses like the rest of the girls… she wears pants like the guys, she brings interest to me.
She sees the gum. She smells it. She even licks it. I hope she knows I’m not trying to hurt her. She sticks the piece in her mouth. The smile on her face makes me glad that a made one person smile today. I laugh to myself. She looks around and goes on with her day.
It felt nice to make her happy maybe I should start leaving other things for her. And then we can become friends, she’ll say hi to me everyday like, “Hello Boo, lovely day isn’t it,” and I’ll say “Sure is Jen, don’t you run around getting into trouble!”
“I’ll won’t! Have a nice day!” she’ll say. “You too,” I’ll say, and she’ll go on with her day.
One day she’ll need me and I’ll be there for her. I’ll watch her grow up throughout the years and all the experiences she’ll have to go through. But all I can do now is stare out my window.
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Another day in my house wondering… what will the day bring me...what will it not. Being alone in this house for years makes me numb. I don’t know what its like to have friends, company, or feel loved. Every minute of every hour of every day feels longer than the last. The only thing that keeps me sane is staring endlessly out the window to see faces of the people who daily pass by. People walk their dogs, care for their yards, and do their daily tasks. They laugh, they talk, and they smile.
The people I enjoy most seeing everyday is those children, the boy and the girl. I believe their names are Scott and Jen…or something like that. Their smiling faces remind me of a time when I had a life filled of wonder and hope. I would talk to them, but I don’t want to frighten them. I hear people make rumors about me that aren’t all true, but I don’t blame them.
Maybe if I leave something for the children they’ll understand I’m normal just like the rest of them. The girl, Jen I think, walks by my house after school everyday, I should offer her something kids like. But what do they like?
I don’t have toys, candy, or anything like that but I do have gum it’s not candy, but its close enough. I’ll put it by the tree at night when no one can see me.
When it was dark enough out, I got two sticks of gum and laid them out by the big tree. They didn’t have wrappers on them, but I don’t think the kids will mind.
That morning I woke up extra early to make sure I didn’t miss a thing. As usual, I saw Scott and Jen pass my house, they didn’t see the gum yet, but I’m hoping they’ll find it later.
While I wait, I stare at the wall. I wonder how I ended up here. All the events that happened to me in my life, all the wasted years, I wonder what could happened if none of those events occurred. Maybe I could have got married and had a family, maybe even a dog. Or become a person everyone liked. But I know that would never ever happen.
I stare at the clock…I swear I saw it stop for a second. I guess time really is going by slower.
Finally the wait is over. I can hear the school children getting out of school. The sound of their laughter fills my ears. After a few minutes past I see Jen. She’s different…she doesn’t wear dresses like the rest of the girls… she wears pants like the guys, she brings interest to me.
She sees the gum. She smells it. She even licks it. I hope she knows I’m not trying to hurt her. She sticks the piece in her mouth. The smile on her face makes me glad that a made one person smile today. I laugh to myself. She looks around and goes on with her day.
It felt nice to make her happy maybe I should start leaving other things for her. And then we can become friends, she’ll say hi to me everyday like, “Hello Boo, lovely day isn’t it,” and I’ll say “Sure is Jen, don’t you run around getting into trouble!”
“I’ll won’t! Have a nice day!” she’ll say. “You too,” I’ll say, and she’ll go on with her day.
One day she’ll need me and I’ll be there for her. I’ll watch her grow up throughout the years and all the experiences she’ll have to go through. But all I can do now is stare out my window.
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