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Essay On To Kill A Mockingbird Chapter 10

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I watched in awe as the many boys jumped time and time again from the edge of the cliff into the water, wondering to myself how someone can muster such courage to even attempt something like that in the first place. The boys were cheered on by the girls along the Swan river shoreline. How I wished I had girls to cheer me on. I would have to find he courage to jump blackies, for someone like me a chance of popularity shines golden in my eyes. I decided I would try again to jump off blackies. Eventually as I waited, the boys slowly left blackies and headed back to point Walter. Now was my chance to have my own attempt at the cliff. I knew I would most likely fail but I had to give it a go. I got up from my perch overlooking the scene. The edge of the cliff rose at least 10 meters above the river. The water splashing like a washing machine. I knew from watching the boys that as long as I didn’t land on my back or bellyflop, …show more content…

I don’t think I’ve ever felt thin lonely before, living in a small town like Attadale your either popular or lonely. As I was busy pondering my misfortune, my dad snuck into the room and was watching me. “What’s wrong Fletcher?” I looked up at him and told him the truth. Dad looked at me for a second, thought showing in his eyes “Do you want to join the boys jumping off the cliff?” the question was so simple. Of course I wanted to. “But you don’t have the courage do you?” “I wouldn’t be here if I did have the courage.” “Then why do you have to jump of blackies?” He said it as if it was the most obvious thing ever. “couldn’t you do something else” I stared at him for a few seconds thinking. “What could attract more attraction than jumping off the cliff. What could I possibly do around here that would attract more attention than jumping off a bloody 10-meter-high

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