I was sitting on my front porch as I usually did I would always indulge myself while I was sitting here because I would always have Tom work in my yard. When something came to my mind, Tom Robinson was about to pass by as usual I had remembered all that work he had done and remembered I had told him I would give him a nickel. So what I did as soon as he passed by I called him in and told him I still owed him his nickel from all the hard working he had done for me. I felt for once I needed to give someone something for doing hard working for me. I let him come onto my porch and into my house I told him to wait a second and I would be right back with his nickel.
As soon as I knew it he was coming up behind me and beting me and raping me. I never expected this from him as soon as he grabbed me, he grabbed me tight and I could not escape from the brace of his arms. He held onto me tight and practically choked me and was hitting me, he held me by choking me and beat me with the other. I tried to fight back but he was embracing me so hard that I couldn't get out. I was screaming and yelling and he knocked me out by hitting me so hard in the eye. I was still screaming and yelling for my dad. I didn't know what else to do because I could not squirm out of his arms. Finally I saw my dad in the window and Tom dispelled from my house in a second and there I was left on the floor and soon enough I was knocked out.
As soon as I woke up I saw Heck Tate in front f me trying to help me and trying to ask me questions. I could not talk or move I was in so much pain that I just felt like laying there and never moving because I was gurting all over my body.
A few weeks later it was time for the court case to start, I was all ready to answer my questions with my side of the story, I knew it was going to be hard but I had to. I was sitting there just listening to all the people talk about me and what they had seen and heard. It was so boring just sitting down doing nothing and not being able to ever get up. Although it was not so boring as soon as it was my turn to go up and answering the questions from Atticus. As soon as I got up their they had sworn me in and I was ready for any type of question. First thing I was asked was what had really happened in my own words. As soon as I thought about it I bursted out into tears adn could not talk at all because just thinking about it killed me inside.
As soon as I got better, I started to explain my story and what had really happened. It was pressuring me being up there on the witness stand with everyone listening in and watching me. It was hard to go through but I stayed strong and asnswered all my question with great amiably. The one thing that I was not used to was Atticus would always call me "Miss Mayella" or "Ma'am." What could he possibly be callin' me that for, I never really understood this so I got angry with him. I didn't know what this really meant so I thought it was an insult in my words so I got very angry and was disturbed by the name calling.
A couple minutes later I was all done asking questions, he asked me if I was all done talking and I started my crying up again and said I was done. I went back to my seat and finally it was Tom Robinson's turn to tell his side of the story. He went up there, swore him in and took a seat. I was watching him at one point and he seemed nervous in my eyes. He started getting asked questions and everything he answered was a big lie. His answers were very irrelevant to mine. He said that I raped him, why would I try to rape a black man. He also mentioned that I kissed him and then he just ran off. He did run off but I never layed a hand on him with my own hands only in a way to get out of his arms. None of his answers could be compared to mine or could be called prejudice to my answers because they were completely different.I did not want to listen to this anymore it was all a lie he was making it seem like the worst person in Maycomb. But I knew no one would ever not believe me over a black man so I felt absolutely and completely fine. It was finally over and I didn't have to here his lies I could finally take a break and come back later for more.
Final Post for TKAM
16 years ago
1 comment:
I think that you did a really good blog and really toke a lot of time to think about what you were going to write. I really liked your second paragraph, and how you explained what she thought and told everyone, Tom Robinson did to her. I also really liked your last paragraph because I liked how you said that Mayella was watching Tom Robinson, and listening to everything he said.
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