Monologue From The Crucible

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Mom, this is your son hector and I hope you one day read this so you can hear about my adventures of being kept in a horrible camp for bad boys. Here it isn 't even the work they force us to do that upsets me the most, it 's the emotion they put you through. The kids call me names like idiot, worm, mole, and other saddening things. There is one ince friend here and he tried teaching me how to read, but these people think digging is more important than Learning words that I used to make this! So, they completely shut us down, that moment triggered something in me! So,i beat mr. pendanski with a shovel and ran, Off to freedom, off to safety! Love, Hector

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