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Talking With Mr Meany Analysis
Dimitriuz Leupold
Mrs. Woehr
Literature 11
Talking with Mrs. Meany
I’m sorry about your poor mother, Johnny. Its very upsetting knowing that she’s gone. I'm sorry if I startled you, please don't go. I know I don't talk much but I wasn't like this before. When I was younger I used to talk like there was no tomorrow. It wasn't until a few years before I met Owen’s father did I become like this. It was something that involved my family. One day my sister stole money from me. I demanded it back but she had already used it. She said she would pay me back but she never did. It just got worse from there. She also took my car keys and wrecked my car and when my parents saw the car she claimed I had done it and that's how I wasn't able to use the car
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When she took the bait she had gotten caught because a few days later they said that she was using counterfeit bills to buy her things. So the cops brought her to the station to question her. She said that she hadn’t known they were counterfeit and said she had gotten the money from me. That's when the plan backfired. The brought me in for questioning and I said that I hadn’t know they were counterfeits and that I just found them in the grass one day. The questioning had ended there but not for my parents. They ground into my sister for taking the money from me and then started grinding into me to figure out where I had gotten the money. I told them that I got it from a friend so I could use it as a way to get Meradith, my sister, to stop stealing money from me and from them. They said it was stupid of me to do that because she could have been arrested and kept in prison for a long time and they didn't want that to happen I told them I had done it for the greater good and they just scoffed and scowled at me. From that moment forward I haven't talked to my family or anybody since then because I didn't want to be punished for trying to do the right thing. I haven't spoken to anybody about it, not even Mr. Meany. I’m glad

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