Injun Joe's Death: A Narrative Fiction
“ Scat! You devil! ” said Huck who was waiting for me on the roof. Then came a crash I immediately woke up and got dressed. I tip-toed out the window and met Huck at the roof.
“Say, Tom what took you so long, I’ve been waiting for a while. Come on let us get going!”
“Ain’t you mighty lucky that you didn’t wake up my Aunt Polly or Sid, or we would have gotten a licking.” After half an hour, we arrived at the graveyard. The graveyard was deserted and had hundreds of graves spaced out all over the field. The faint wind moaned through the trees and the grass danced. There was a high-pitched howl every so often. I feared that it might have been the dead spirits that came to complain about being disturbed. But I knew that ghosts weren’t real until …show more content…
Robinson. Within a while, they got in a fight but Muff held up his knife and asked Injun Joe to stop instantly. Injun Joe didn’t listen but Muff was to drunk to stop him. Injun Joe snached the knife and drove the knife into the doctor’s chest. The doctor fell down onto Muff Potter’s shoulder and looked dead.
Huck and I fell back down on their bottoms and anxiously crawled away from the graveyard. When we were near the fence of the graveyard, we jumped back up onto our feet and started running.
Speechless with horror, we sprinted towards the village. We were scared to death and didn’t know what to do next. I glanced over Huck’s shoulders to make sure that nobody was following us. The scene kept on appearing in my head. When I was just about to report the murder, Huck tugged on my hand very hardly. Huck exclaimed that if I reported the murder, I would receive revenge from Injun Joe. I thought about it for a moment and agreed that he was correct. We agreed to a promise and promised with a drop of blood. Even though I agreed that I will keep the promise, I felt that this wasn’t the right thing to do. Every time I shut my eyes, I would see the image again. The event kept on recurring in my head. I questioned myself if this was the best decision and whether I’ll regret
“Say, Tom what took you so long, I’ve been waiting for a while. Come on let us get going!”
“Ain’t you mighty lucky that you didn’t wake up my Aunt Polly or Sid, or we would have gotten a licking.” After half an hour, we arrived at the graveyard. The graveyard was deserted and had hundreds of graves spaced out all over the field. The faint wind moaned through the trees and the grass danced. There was a high-pitched howl every so often. I feared that it might have been the dead spirits that came to complain about being disturbed. But I knew that ghosts weren’t real until …show more content…
Robinson. Within a while, they got in a fight but Muff held up his knife and asked Injun Joe to stop instantly. Injun Joe didn’t listen but Muff was to drunk to stop him. Injun Joe snached the knife and drove the knife into the doctor’s chest. The doctor fell down onto Muff Potter’s shoulder and looked dead.
Huck and I fell back down on their bottoms and anxiously crawled away from the graveyard. When we were near the fence of the graveyard, we jumped back up onto our feet and started running.
Speechless with horror, we sprinted towards the village. We were scared to death and didn’t know what to do next. I glanced over Huck’s shoulders to make sure that nobody was following us. The scene kept on appearing in my head. When I was just about to report the murder, Huck tugged on my hand very hardly. Huck exclaimed that if I reported the murder, I would receive revenge from Injun Joe. I thought about it for a moment and agreed that he was correct. We agreed to a promise and promised with a drop of blood. Even though I agreed that I will keep the promise, I felt that this wasn’t the right thing to do. Every time I shut my eyes, I would see the image again. The event kept on recurring in my head. I questioned myself if this was the best decision and whether I’ll regret