Dear journal,
It’s almost time for school to start again. Scout’s going to
join me at school this year. Of course, I already warned her not to bother me.
But I’m going to miss the summer. It was so much fun hanging out with Dill. It
made this tired old town of Maycomb exciting for a change. Usually, people amble
about slowly across the square and in and out of stores. But, there wasn’t any
rush to do much of anything really. It had to be due to the crash as Atticus
calls it. The professional people and the farmers were all poor so no one had
anything to buy or anything to buy with.
Besides, it’s not like anyone would ever leave Maycomb
County; there’s nothing to see outside.
Anyways, we have plenty of entertainment here. Yesterday,
Dill dared me to touch the Radley Place; it’s only three doors to the south. I
was scared out of my mind but, I had a little sister to be brave for. So, I ran
to slap the side of the house and ran away as quickly as possible. Hopefully, I don’t
catch anything from touching that place. That was truly one of the most
terrifying experiences of my life and now I’ve lived to tell the tale.
But tomorrow, I have to take Scout to her first day of school
instead of Atticus. But it’s worth it though. Atticus gave me money in return.
A whole seventy-five cents! Think of all the picture shows I could watch! Now
then, time to re-read Tom Swift.
