Jem Finch Monologue
The crunch of the leaves was therapeutic to me as I walk down the lonely path of the forest. All was quiet until I heard what sounded to be an almost-thirteen-year-old boy scream “Run, Scout! Run! Run!,” I knew I had to act fast. The pulsing of my head has never been louder as I ran down the trail to see the source of the scream the only thing I could think about was what I was going to see or do when I get to the scene. It was blur.. the adrenaline in me made me run faster than I ever did in my everlasting life. When I heard the screams get louder I slowed down a bit to see what I was going to have to deal with. As soon as I did I saw jem trying to fight off Bob Ewell! And scout was on the ground looking confused and dazed in her little ham
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I looked around, Jem was unconscious on top of a hay pile and scout was still in her ham with her puzzled face trying to process what's happening. I walked toward jem and picked him up from the body shaped hay pile and proceeded to walk toward the Finch's house. My mind couldn't process on what I have done and I don't want to think of the consequences. The walk to the Finches house was a short walk but it felt long with the slientness of the night. As I walked into the finches house, Atticus was relieved but also extremely concerned (think of another way to say concerned) he motioned me to Jem's room. I sat him down and my awkward self stood in the corner waiting for the other child to come. A few minutes passed by then she came Scout Finch, but there was someone on behind her Mr. Tate he was asking scout questions about the event that just happened. (i think it's his name) Mr.Tate asked scout “Well, who was it?” scout looked around thinking then her little young eyes looked up at me “Why there he is Mr. Tate he can tell you his name” scout looked as if she was trying to figure who I was. Then her eyes lit up with my name on her lips.( I'm making him sound like a pedo) After an awhile we all ended up outside on the finches porch, I was sitting on the little swing thingy with scout. Mr. Tate and Mr. Finch were talking about the deed I have done, at first Atticus pls don't roast my crusty
I looked around, Jem was unconscious on top of a hay pile and scout was still in her ham with her puzzled face trying to process what's happening. I walked toward jem and picked him up from the body shaped hay pile and proceeded to walk toward the Finch's house. My mind couldn't process on what I have done and I don't want to think of the consequences. The walk to the Finches house was a short walk but it felt long with the slientness of the night. As I walked into the finches house, Atticus was relieved but also extremely concerned (think of another way to say concerned) he motioned me to Jem's room. I sat him down and my awkward self stood in the corner waiting for the other child to come. A few minutes passed by then she came Scout Finch, but there was someone on behind her Mr. Tate he was asking scout questions about the event that just happened. (i think it's his name) Mr.Tate asked scout “Well, who was it?” scout looked around thinking then her little young eyes looked up at me “Why there he is Mr. Tate he can tell you his name” scout looked as if she was trying to figure who I was. Then her eyes lit up with my name on her lips.( I'm making him sound like a pedo) After an awhile we all ended up outside on the finches porch, I was sitting on the little swing thingy with scout. Mr. Tate and Mr. Finch were talking about the deed I have done, at first Atticus pls don't roast my crusty