Journal #2 Chapters 4-7 To Kill a Mockingbird in the Perspective of SCOUT

This school year has been a long one. I think I'm smarter than most of the kids in my school. espicially the Ewell it who only attends one day of school a year. In a way I'm glad I'm some what smarter than most people. It makes me feel special.

On the way to school I noticed something in the Radley's oak tree. I know it's a risk to enter their domain but that silvery object kept calling me. I walked over checking my corners, grabed the object and ran. I didn't stop until I was at my own house. I think it's a UNANIMOUS opinion that the Radley's place isn't somewhere we want to walk in a slow manner by. I opened the foil and it was gum. At first I wasn't sure if it was poined or not. So I liked it and waited for a while. After finding that I wasn't on the floor dieing, I shoved it all in my mouth. The taste was overwhelming. Jem's TRYANNY showed up when he forced me to spit out the gum because he was worried that it was full of poison.

Now summer is here. Dill is here. Even though it feels like they sort of leave me out, I know who I can hang out with. Ms Maudie is one of our naighbors. She's is the kind of girl that you can really talk with. Over the next month we began to bond. She said that Boo Radley was a nice kid and that she thinks his father abused him. She doesn't believe most of the rumors we hear about him. After hanging out with her for a little bit I acompany Jem and Dill on a treck to invite Boo to get some ice cream. As we tried to slip the invitation under the tree, We noticed a sillhoette by their door. As we paniced and ran we heard a gun shot fire into the air. Jem's pants got cought while we were running for out lives. He had to leave them so he could get away. As we got back to our house all the parents where there. My dad said Mr. Nathan Radley shot at a African American man who passed their house. He asked why Jem's pants were missing. The last thing he probably wanted to hear was that we were at the radley's back yard. So we had to lie and say that we were playing a strip poker game. The fear that shot through me when i heard the gun shot, was so infecting that i'm not very tempted to step foot back on the Radley's place.