Maycomb County is turning into a disgrace. I used to think it was the best place in the world, but now, I don’t know what to say about it. Everyone’s been talking about Tom Robinson and the trial. I couldn’t believe it. I thought my dad was so close into winning, he was doing so good, his and Tom Robinson's story clearly made more sense than with Bob Ewell, and in the end, he got away with it! Poor Tom Robinson then had to go to jail for something he didn’t even do. That just got me blue in the face, and felt like skinning that Ewell alive.
Also, even after my dad’s speech, which really moved me, made me think that it would put some sense into the jury and actually make Tom innocent, even if he’s black, but it failed. After it had ended, my dad walked off the court and I started to cry, a grown man, crying like a runner instead of taking up with the man behind this mess.
I felt the urge to stay holed up in my room, and began to question myself why would someone do something to a man like that, just because of his color. Miss Stephaney then later told me of what that darn Ewell did to my father, going up to him, and spiting right on my dear dad’s face. I hope that Bob is fit to die, because I swear, at that moment I felt like killing him. Bob was trash to pretty much everyone, he was never clean, he hates almost everybody, and always treats my father badly.
When my dad came home, I asked him some questions about the verdict, and if Tom was able to have another trial. He tried to answer them the best he could, like he does with all my questions. My sister, Scout, then began asking if Walter could come to our house, but my father didint let her. When they were done, I asked her to come to my room. In my room, I began to explain her about how our family works, and also the reason why Aunt Alexandra was treating her this way, trying to make her into lady. Scout seemed to get the wrong idea at first, but I think, after ten forever’s, she’ll finally get it.
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