I did something horrible last night. This is how i would describe it, "Holding firmly to the trunk, I took a step forward him, and then my knees bent and I jounced the limb." (pg. 52) Yes, I had shook Finny out of the tree. I don't know what came over me! For some reason something made me want to hurt Finny but I didn't want to. When he fell, again how I would describe it, "He hit the bank with a sickening and unnatural thud." (pg.52) His leg was clearly broken. He was taken to the hospital but none of us were allowed near the infirmary. From rumors that turned out to be true, he had "shattered" his leg. I wasn't quite sure to what extent but I didn't care, and I still don't care. I didn't want to know what I had done to Finny. I was talking to Dr. Stanpole about Finny. He said that he will be able to walk again in a little while. I questioned the fact that he would only be able to walk again, and Dr. Stanpole told me it was a messy break and that he is lucky to even be walking. I am so ashamed of what I done last night.
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