5th journal

Chapter7

Sep. 2th

I was very nervous this week. Because I was always thinking about what happen in the night that I get my pants. Because when I get my pants, I found it was folded across near the fence. And someone who knew I would go back to get the pants also sewed the pants up. However, I am firmly convinced that the man who helped me is a man, in that the pants were sewed like what I tried to do. And I believed that no one will know what we do at that night, except for Dill, you and me. Nonetheless, I don’t think Dill would go back at that night.

And I don’t think the neighbor in our town does that. Provided that they sewed the pants, why don’t they give the pants to the Atticus instead of leaving the pants on the fence? And all the man living in our town is discreet like this. They would just get the pants, and give it back to Atticus without sewing. And they also don’t have enough time to that, it was a few minutes from we ran away to I go back. And all the neighbor were staying together, because of the crack or bark of a gun.

Thus, the only one that could do that is Boo, which made me afraid for one week. I am not able to know the reason for Boo to help me. It was a ghost that Mr. Boo is in people’s gossip. So why would a ghost help me? On the other hand supposing he sewed that pants, how did he knew I would go back. Thus he has already known what we do to him, but he doesn’t do anything bad to me or to scout. And he also put some small gifts in that hole in the tree.

May be he is a kind man?