To Kill A Mockingbird Scout Monologue

They were entertaining each other, the three of them together as friends. Scout was in the tyre when Jem shoved her down the hill, without blinking and the other kid there just watch, not doing anything, as she lurched down the hill right towards and to the front door. She sat up and froze as though she saw death, my house struck terror into her. Of course I laughed, it was amusing, though she ran at the sound of my voice, why? Because I’m Boo Radley?

I knew the rumours about the town. The whispers, tales of the disgusting, lying, manipulative town. They say I’m a malevolent phantom, vile and has no humanity. I chill the town’s blood. I did plunge scissors into Mr Radley’s leg, that’s what started it all. He had separated me from my friends,

Although she’s a girl and has a demonstrative family, she says it how it is, no sugar coating it. She’s real. I placed worthwhile gifts in the hollow of the sturdy tree, the phoenix in my garden, where the two siblings will find them. I creep out of my prison and put them there during the middle of the night when the world is asleep and the stars are awake. I found pleasure in watching their reactions, the soap dolls, when Scout threw them down. But Jem admired them; my artwork. After the pack of gum the next gift would be a note, one single note explaining why I am who I am. But when Nathan Radley found out, it was over. Later the hollow was filled with unbreakable, cold cement, just like him. I locked myself in the basement and I felt sadness come over me like a wave. I was regretful and then upset because I felt fond of someone and Nathan took away my only connection. I despised him in that very

He dragged me out by the arm and his nails dug into my skin. I felt the dripping of blood down my arm. We were in the gloomy living room. There was one sunless window that faced the Finches house. The dim light been given off from the porch could be seen. Nathan spitted in my face, “Why would you do that? I have spent my whole life trying to keep you away from the world! You are not to associate with the Finches!” Then he had struck me and I fell to ground. “You are a disgrace to this family!” he yelled at me and added a kick. I couldn’t breathe. My stomach had felt on fire and tears welled up in my eyes. “Fight back” he demanded as he looked down at me. A look of shame had hit me more than any of the punches he had thrown. “I’ll never do anything to hurt you, not after what I did to Mr Radley” “Call him father and call me brother, we are family after all,” he cackled with a nasty