There were endless amount of tears running down my face, I felt very hot and a mix of negative emotions rising within me. I wanted to kick, punch, and destroy something out of fury on one side but on the other I wanted to just cry and scream at somebody letting my feelings out. I had never cried this much since my mother passed away. I was very saddened by this injustice, everyone around me could tell because I’m not one to cry- but I couldn't believe or understand what had happened, I just couldn't.
I was so sure that we were gonna win and there was never a doubt. We walked back home, Scout looked really tired and, Dill was somewhat upset like me. As we came close I started running and headed straight for my room and jumped on my bed not wanting anyone to talk to me. Unintentionally, I ended up falling asleep and when I woke up the next day I felt slightly better. I walked into the kitchen and everyone was staring at me. I sat down not saying a word and just played with my food I didn’t have any appetite. Calpurnia became upset and told me to stop playing with the food and eat, I just stayed still and did not respond. Looking down I asked Atticus to be excused he allowed me to be excused under the condition that I had to eat at least half of my plate. I somewhat ate and then headed out not knowing where I was going but I wanted to get fresh air and go on a walk, walking down the street I felt someone following me and as I turned Scout bumped in to me and Dill into her. I told them to stop following me, go back home, and leave me alone but, they said they were concerned about me and wanted to know if I was okay. Realizing that their intentions weren’t bad and that it wasn't right for me to take my anger off on them I stayed silent and just kept walking. We ended up at the park and we were all in silence swinging, when all of a sudden, we heard my name and it was Mrs. Maudie and she was calling me over. We climbed the wooden steps and onto Miss Maudie’s new front porch. When we got inside she had one large cake sitting in the middle of her table she told us to sit down and cut the cake serving us each a piece. I felt conflicted because I wanted to tell her everything, how badly I felt, how injustful it was, and what had happened, but I felt it would make me become mad again just talking about it. I also wasn’t sure if she was even interested at all or wanted to know since she had chosen not to go in the first place. I decided to respect her decision and keep quiet but after a couple minutes of silence she slowly started asking me what had happened. I took a deep breath and started explaining, Mrs. Maudie listened intently as I began to retell the important events. I began with what had happened before the trial and the incident at the jail house, I told her how me, Scout, and Dill followed him one night not knowing where he was headed and found him at the jail house. I also told her how Atticus went and was there just sitting down and then a group of man randomly appeared and they wanted to hurt Tom not caring who they had to go through but then Scout ran up to Atticus and recognized Mr. Cunningham and she calmed the people down making them leave before it could have gotten bad and Scout not knowing left us all in shock. She looked at Scout and Scout looked at her with a showing off look feeling proud for something she didn't even know she had done. Mrs. Maudie was in shocked and couldn’t believe how we were still alive thanks to Scout. I then proceeded to telling her about the trial. I got straight to the point before telling her all the details. I explained how Atticus gave endless amount of evidence to prove Tom's innocence and that they were strong ones and he had left it easy to the judge and how he didn't have to take three hours to come up with a horrible conclusion because it was obvious Tom wasn't the guilty one. I then told her the details how, Mr. Heck Tate was the first witness and he told us in what condition he had found Mayella in. I continued informing her by letting her know who came next which was Bob Ewell and how he testified that he supposedly found Mayella lying on the floor after having been raped and beat by Tom, But that he claimed it was too late when he got there to get revenge on his own or be able to do something so that he had to run and get Mr. Heck Tate. I revealed how Mayella also testified and said the same things as her dad, how it was Tom Robinson who had raped her and she was too weak to fight back even though she hollered and kicked. I ended by telling her we had found out the truth at the end, through Tom Robinson, which was that it was Mayella who had tempted him. I informed her how Atticus exposed Bob Ewell as a man who beat and sexually abused his daughter. I let her know why Atticus had come to these conclusions, which were that Tom Robinson was right handed because he had hurt his arm and it was twelve inches shorter than his left and Atticus was smart and made us realized that only a left handed person could have hurt Mayella based on the side she was hurt, and how when Mayella tempted Tom she had said something disturbing about her father which proved there was sexual abuse. I instantly become mad and Mrs. Maudie could tell and just told me to take deep breaths in and out and eat my cake, that I hadn't even started. I kept going on and on about how it was greatly unfair, and justice was not served. I told her how I was greatly let down because I strongly had believed we would have won. She just stared at me in silence and in shock letting me express my feelings and just let it all out, and after a while she finally spoke. She told me my father was a great, brave man, who has a lot of courage to take this job and stand up for what he believes is right no matter what people say about him. She tried explaining how this world isn't fair and especially at this time how it's really hard for African Americans to be claimed innocent for something they actually have not done, but she said she understood my fury because she was also frustrated because it seemed that nowadays only children cry and get touched by this and that adults seem to not care anymore since they have sadly gotten used to it and instead of someone like my father or a group of people standing up for what is right they just stay quiet now letting all these horrible tragic events happen before their eyes. She admitted how she was one of those quiet people, but she feels like a nobody and didn't believe she could do anything by herself, she told me she feels she doesn’t have the courage to either but that she did feel badly for what was going on. She told me she admired me for being smart for my age and understanding what had happened. I looked at her with tears in my eyes and told her this didn't have to be this way and that I wanted to be that person who finally stood up and I had a plan. By: Melany Carreto Gonzalez -- contributing writer Comments are closed.
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