i had time to randomly write stuff in english class because i'm ahead of the rest of the class in reading TKAM. but, keep in my mind that, even though i'm ahead of where i'm really supposed to be, i still haven't finished the book, so i don't know if charactering Boo as kind of a stalker is totally IC. so please forgive me if i'm wrong.
The day fell to darkness and stars glittered in the sky before the notorious Nathan Radley finally fell asleep. Knowing he was now safe to come and go as he pleased, Boo Radley silently crept through the old house, and onto the back porch. Underneath this night sky, he could almost imagine that he was free, not a man kept captive by his deranged father. Not a man kept captive by someone who used to so respected, but now was not, because of the atrocious things he had done.
Letting out a small sigh, Boo walked without a sound through the yard and garden, through the (now oiled) fence, and onto the back lots behind the houses.
Almost every night he did this, this aimless wandering through the darkness, and occasionally he had been seen by other night owls such as himself or those awake by a fluke. Those sightings were only passing glances, but were enough to arouse the rumors that kept Nathan Radley sleeping in front of the front door at night. But not even that could keep Boo from his daily taste of freedom.
On a whim, Boo turned toward the place that his current obsessions, the Finch children, Jem and Scout. It seemed he watched them every day now, waited for them to go up and down the road to the town school, waited for them to discover the treasures he left for them in their tree. Yes…their tree. The knot hole was a secret, sacred spot for them all.
Approaching the house now, he went around to the side and looked through the window there. On the bed lay little Scout, relaxed in sleep, her dark brown hair having silvery highlights in the moonlight. Farther into the room, Boo could see a part of Jem's face, the other part being covered by the pillow he was sleeping on. It was a peaceful, loving scene, that the children should be so cared for, even in their sleep. They weren't like him, like he had been. For a moment, it even made him forget his situation at the place he had to call home.
Suddenly, Boo lifted his head skyward, and realizing the moon was setting (the night passed so quickly, it seemed), he abruptly turned and made for his "home". Slipping back inside, Boo went to his room, changed clothes, and laid down. After all, Nathan Radley would be waking up soon, and it just wouldn't do for him to discover that his son had, once again, been out all night.
Laying there, Boo Radley drifted off to sleep, seeing playing children in his mind's eye.