Dear Diary,The Jail Cell is cold. I miss my children and my wife Helen. My trial is tomorrow and I can't wait to see what the verdict will be. Miss. Mayella is just a lost soul. I don't know why she has picked on me. I was just being nice and doing my duty as a male and helping around the house. I hate that she turned it around into something different. Why did she have to grab me by the legs and hug me? Why did she freak out and turn it around on me. I was just trying to be nice and help her with chores around the house. Her daddy would blame anyone, especially me. The black man attacking her daughter. I didn't do anything. The black man is always blamed, why not Bob Ewell her drunk father who beats her every chance he gets. A white man accusing a black man is unheard of...A whit man accusing a black man an easy way out.
I have to stay positive, I know Atticus will defend me right. I am thankful for everything Atticus has done for me. A white man defending a black men. It is unheard of in this town of Maycomb. I can't get a break in this town. Link Deas and Atticus are the two nicest white men I have ever met. I pray that all will go right tomorrow at the trial. I can only hope for the grace of god to bless me and my family.
Tom
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