Burris Ewell Alternate Ending
“It’s alive!” Miss Caroline screamed violently (Lee). Most of the boys ran to her aid immediately, and I rolled my eyes. “Seems ‘bout right,” I muttered quietly to myself. D.C moved to close the door after being instructed by Little Chuck. The source of the fear turned out to be Burris Ewell. The infamous child stood slowly. His neck was coated in dirt and his nails were black with gunk and soot. A look of disgust spread across Miss Caroline’s face. “Burris,” she started, “please bathe yourself before you come back tomorrow,” (Lee) “You ain’t sendin’ me home, missus. I was on the verge of leavin' - I done done my time for this year,” the boy chuckled (Lee). After more back and forth between the two, a remark was made that struck the teacher.
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I can't find a lick of sense in anything they do.” I sighed and look at her. “Can you?” “Honestly, Lucille, I can't.” We walked slowly as to savor the serene silence. The bubbling creek, the whisper of the faint wind, and the birds singing in the trees were all complimenting our walk very nicely. After about 15 minutes of walking, we arrive at the school and walk in. “Good morning, Lucy!” the teacher exclaimed as I reciprocated her greeting. I proceeded to sit in my desk. Burris was, in fact, not present, as promised. I progressed throughout the day learning, socializing, and awaiting the ever-so-coveted dismissal. The most eventful portion of that day was easily when I received a whipping. I was standing over one of my classmates and demanded their cookie. It had been overly too long since I had the coveted sweet treat. I concluded that I would get that cookie the hard way. I punched him in the face, and he exclaimed. The brawl initiated, and I was victorious. The teacher did not revel in the victory as I had. “Lucy! Come here this instant!” Miss Caroline exclaimed. My heart sank to my feet. “Yes ma’am.” I
I can't find a lick of sense in anything they do.” I sighed and look at her. “Can you?” “Honestly, Lucille, I can't.” We walked slowly as to savor the serene silence. The bubbling creek, the whisper of the faint wind, and the birds singing in the trees were all complimenting our walk very nicely. After about 15 minutes of walking, we arrive at the school and walk in. “Good morning, Lucy!” the teacher exclaimed as I reciprocated her greeting. I proceeded to sit in my desk. Burris was, in fact, not present, as promised. I progressed throughout the day learning, socializing, and awaiting the ever-so-coveted dismissal. The most eventful portion of that day was easily when I received a whipping. I was standing over one of my classmates and demanded their cookie. It had been overly too long since I had the coveted sweet treat. I concluded that I would get that cookie the hard way. I punched him in the face, and he exclaimed. The brawl initiated, and I was victorious. The teacher did not revel in the victory as I had. “Lucy! Come here this instant!” Miss Caroline exclaimed. My heart sank to my feet. “Yes ma’am.” I