To Kill A Mockingbird Revisited

By: Breanne Jones

Out of all the time I have known my neighbors I never once realized that they were right about the littlest things all the time. They always said that when Boo Radley died everyone would know. And not even they knew how right they were. By the time Boo died I was already in 6th grade. It was the day after Halloween when it happened. I was coming home from school and saw the ambulance. I walked over to the fence and stood looking around like an idiot. And also just like my neighbors said Boo was wheeled out. I was still standing there when Jem, Atticus, Aunt Alexandria, and Calpurnia walked over to me. "Scout what happened?" was all anyone could get out. I just shrugged my shoulders because I honestly didn't know. We didn't notice but Atticus had walked over to the sheriff- Mr.Heck Tate- so we followed. "He was murdered," Mr. Tate said solemnly. Atticus lifted his glasses up to his forehead and rubbed his eyes. I saw him blink hard and lean on the Radley fence. "Why would anyone want to murder Mr.Radley?" I asked. Atticus sighed but didn't answer my question. "When did it happen Heck?" "We're guessing it happened around noon. Mr.Nathan didn't find him till 'bout 3:00. He ran over to Miss Maudie's to use the telephone." All of a sudden I noticed that a lot of people were here. I saw Miss Maudie "consoling" Mr. Nathan. He wasn't cryin' or anything but he did look pretty upset. I also saw Miss Rachel, Miss Stephanie Crawford, Mr. Underwood, the Ewell's, the Cunningham's, Mrs. Merriweather and all the other ladies in Aunty's missionary circle. It seemed as though no one was really upset. But, all of a sudden I was real unhappy. I didn't know if it was the way he died, or if it was the memory of the night Boo saved my brothers and my life; but all of a sudden I felt my little pang of guilt turn into a tidal wave that crashed over me. All of a sudden I felt warm tears on my cheeks. I wiped them away as quick as I could. When ever anyone asks I always deny it to this day. I'm not even sure I ever admitted it to myself before now. "Why isn't anyone crying Atticus?" "Well, not a lot of people knew him well enough to be sad. I think a lot of people have seen him in maybe 30 years." "It's just when Grandma died everyone cried." He just nodded.

The next day there was an invitation only funeralmemorial service. But a lot of other people came anyway. When we got there Atticus noticed that it was an open casket affair. He turned around to say something but waited. "Umm...Alexandria would stay here with Scout?" "Atticus, I want to go up there." "Are you sure? Heck told it was pretty bad, he was hit in the face and it made his face look pretty bad." "I have to Atticus. He saved my life, and I have to at least respect his." Atticus could tell I would go anyway so he said it was okay for me to come. Now I kind of wish I hadn't been so stubborn. Atticus wasn't lying when he said it was pretty bad. It was horrible. After the eulogy I couldn't take it any more. I turned around and walked home. After that it was a lot harder to pass the Radley place. No one bought or lived in it so it looked even lonelier. Mr.Nathan stopped going by or waving. For a long time we didn't see him at all. But, the odd thing was that after all the time Dill, Jem, and I had spent fearin' him he had taken a liking to us. In his will he left us a note. It had instructions on how to fix the broken watch he had put in the tree. I still have it actually. The house was so depressing. I don't think I would have liked it any other way.

The End

I know the endings a little rushed but I think its pretty good.