I'm Arthur Radley, I am quite shy and don’t like to interact with people very often. I'm usually inside as I follow my father's instructions of wanting me to stay inside in the daylight, and on occasions, I can go out. I have some young neighbors, Jem and Scout, they probably think I’m a scary man who is completely insane. They generally run past my house when I peak my head out the window and when they go past they don't like to look, that might be because the way my house looks from the outside, it’s got a gothic feel, all the shutters closed and almost a scary looking building. I sit on the armchair by the window to watch the sun go down most days, this is when Jem and Scout usually head back to their house, on this occasion they had a friend, a small, lean and gentile looking boy with them. He was a step behind Jem looking rather frightened. I hadn't seen this boy before, but I assume …show more content…
I was starting to worry, I was curious, I was left in despair I couldn't quite in point what was making the noise. I then heard the sound of what sounded like little voices, ‘no one ever comes near my house though?’ ‘ I have never seen anyone in the real world, only through the window and a blind?' I was confused, puzzled and perplexed why there were people near my house, my house of all the houses in the town. My house is scary and not welcoming, I was not quite sure why there were kids on my veranda, yet I was too scared to go out to see who it was, what they were doing and why to my house. I was having lots of different thoughts go through my head which made me more alert. I don't know how to perform in front of people. I laid in bed for a few more minutes contemplating what to do. ‘Should I go out and tell them to go? Should I ignore them and go back to sleep? Or should I bring the gun out to scare them away? I laid there for a few more seconds before making my mind