Creative Writing: To Kill A Mockingbird: A Fictional Narrative
Maybe I can help, I mean it’s sort of my fault he isn't wearing pants. “ ‘d give you some of mine,” I offered as I saw that we were approaching my house. I handed him my trousers. Jem tried to get the pants on, but his big legs couldn't fit in the leg holes.
“I couldn't get into them, but thanks anyway,” Jem whispered as he discreetly handed them back to me. I said goodbye and was making my way into the house. I then remembered something and someone very important to me. I turned around and bolted back to Scout and kissed her quickly. I was very embarrassed and looked at her face as I was running back to the house. Her face was red.
“Yawl write, hear?” I yelled to them before closing the door. Slam, just like that, my summer was over.
“Now Dill, you best be getting to bed son you have an early …show more content…
I couldn't sleep I was way too excited to sleep Dad might be home when I get back.
“Stop,” I felt someone shaking me. “Stop it,” the shaking persisted. “Leave me alone,” I hissed. My eyes opened and I was greeted with the horrible face of my waking force.
“Dill, oh, I told you to go to bed early it's time to wake up,” Aunt Rachel said as she ripped the comforter off my body. She looked old in her morning scrubs and curlers.
“Young man, you better be in the kitchen in by 8:00,” she said as she walked out the door. I looked over at the clock next to my bed and realized that it was 7:50 I suddenly went into a panic. I was scrambling around my room, packing all of my clothes, and putting on clothes. With all the speed and desperation to get home I sprinted to the kitchen.
“Aunt Rachel I’ll eat breakfast at home, I need to go catch my train.” I ran out the door with my pack and headed to the station. As I was walking away, I blew a kiss to Aunt Rachel sitting, on the porch. She caught the kiss and brought it to her cheek. With that I was on my way home.
“Young man, Young
“I couldn't get into them, but thanks anyway,” Jem whispered as he discreetly handed them back to me. I said goodbye and was making my way into the house. I then remembered something and someone very important to me. I turned around and bolted back to Scout and kissed her quickly. I was very embarrassed and looked at her face as I was running back to the house. Her face was red.
“Yawl write, hear?” I yelled to them before closing the door. Slam, just like that, my summer was over.
“Now Dill, you best be getting to bed son you have an early …show more content…
I couldn't sleep I was way too excited to sleep Dad might be home when I get back.
“Stop,” I felt someone shaking me. “Stop it,” the shaking persisted. “Leave me alone,” I hissed. My eyes opened and I was greeted with the horrible face of my waking force.
“Dill, oh, I told you to go to bed early it's time to wake up,” Aunt Rachel said as she ripped the comforter off my body. She looked old in her morning scrubs and curlers.
“Young man, you better be in the kitchen in by 8:00,” she said as she walked out the door. I looked over at the clock next to my bed and realized that it was 7:50 I suddenly went into a panic. I was scrambling around my room, packing all of my clothes, and putting on clothes. With all the speed and desperation to get home I sprinted to the kitchen.
“Aunt Rachel I’ll eat breakfast at home, I need to go catch my train.” I ran out the door with my pack and headed to the station. As I was walking away, I blew a kiss to Aunt Rachel sitting, on the porch. She caught the kiss and brought it to her cheek. With that I was on my way home.
“Young man, Young