I had just returned from Piedmont Alabama as the buzz about Tom Robinson erupted into the air. I was staying with my aunt who despised of me, so I kept my mouth shut most of the time. As I walked down the road I lived I could feel the stares stab in the back like daggers. I was only 13 years old and I had to follow my journey alone. I had no one to come with me so I had to face my fears. Boy was I excited to finally be able to talk to my best friend Jem Finch. I missed his birthday but I can make it up to him. I live in the neighborhood, the same as the Radley's, Miss Maudie, Ms. Dubose, and the Finches. I don't think Scout likes me but I don't have a reason to not like her.
This is my story, I Malory Jones is here to tell.
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To Kill A Mockingbird
FanfictionMalory sets foot back into Maycomb after the buzz about Tom Robinson.