Thursday, November 28, 2013

Journal Entry

(According to the novel "to kill a mockingbird" written by Harper Lee, From Jeremy Finch's perspective)

Scout and I were both living in this old, traditional town since we were born.

In this summer , we met a new friend: Charles Baker Harris, or you could call him: Dill. He said it was his first time to spend his summer time in Maycomb. 

Three days ago we decided to approach Radley's house. Radley's house was the most mysterious place in the town, and kids all knew there was a ghost live inside that dark house. Dill bet that I could never  ever touch Radley's house, that really hurt my feeling. So, for breaking his bet, I ran quickly toward Radley's house, touched wall outside the house and Immediately went back. What a exciting adventure!

I believe this is the most adventurous thing I've ever done in this old traditional and boring town.

Monday, November 11, 2013

Who is the murderer?

---The Poetic response to "The metaphor " by Budge Wilson

I killed a person
Indirectly
My parents, classmates and friends were the accomplices

I knew that we were all guilty
But we wouldn't say it out loud
Always there were some secrets
Graves were the only place where they deserve to go

Miss Hancock was my English and writing teacher
Also, She was the victim who died in the accident
Her body was toss to heaven by a speeding car
Then fell heavily into the hell

I knew she was the person
Who liked give others a hand
Who guided the lost kids to the right path
Who lighted a fire selflessly in the dark
Should not survive in this filthy world
All because this filthy world loved to tarnish the most innocent things into the evilest 

I killed a person 
And I started feeling regret

But, Wait a second!
Actually
If we were all guilty
Who says that I was the only murderer?
Why should I needed to be made a scapegoat for Miss Hancock's death?
All of us got the motivations
Therefore
Who is the murderer?