Once again Scout, and Jem the annyoing little`uns passed by my house. I asked where they were going they said to town to get some stuff. I thought I would give them a little bit of a hard time like always. Well I am not trying to be mean its just because I am just getting over Morphine addict, and I have these fits and I dont know how much longer I`m going to be here on this planet. And my one wish, or goal you could say I want to do is die free, brave, and sober.
Today as Jem and Scout passed by like I said, I started in talking about Atticus, and how he is a nigger-lover, and is one of them "dirty trash". I could tell I really did it this time because Jems face turned as red as a ripe tomato. I felt a little bad after not much though, because I had to get that off of my chest. Scout and Jem walked off after that towards town where they were heading to.
About half an hour passes and I started going into my withdrawl. Jesse hellped me into bed, and then I was lost, its like my body had a mind of its own. This was because I was addicted to morphine, and so my body was used to it. But since I have not had it in a while, I go into these fits where I lose control of everything. When I get out of it and come back out onto the porch, I noticed all of my plants were ripped, and cut up, and there was a boton a little grimy, but a nice one broken in half on my yard...Jem. I told Atticus that I wanted Jem to come fix my plants, and read to me outloud for two hours, everyday, for two months.
The first day he came I could tell he did not like it, trying to skip words and sentances in the book, but I caught him.
Scout-Extra Credit Post-Ch. 29-31
16 years ago
