I know I'm a CANTANKEROUS woman. But that's because I'm right about most things and everyone else is wrong. Like that man Atticus Finch. It's as if his kid's PERIL actions are INCONSPICUOUS to him. The girl wears overalls when she should be wearin' a dress and the boy just walks around town like he's the boss of everyone. He thinks he can walk in and out of town as he pleases. Atticus oautta lick em' both. But how can Atticus know better when he's stupid enough to work with Niggers and trash? Theres something wrong with that whole family. He's a child too. They are CONTEMPORARIES.
At least I'm trying to die reformed. I'm trying to quit morphine so I can die free of drugs. That's why I have most of my fits, because the pain without the morphine is almost unbearable. Espicially when I found out that Jem CONTRADICTED his father's rules and destroyed my flower garden. His punishment is to read to me for a month. I usually can't listen because of morphine withdrawls. But it's nice to have the company so I set the alarm clock to go off later every day. I also called Atticus so he could help me write my will. I think Jem and Scout can be good kids. So after I died, Jem recieved one of my flower. I wanted him to know the everything was okay.
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