Dear Diary,

Today my good for nothing sister actaully disocoverd something that’s pretty intresting. Normally she’s too busy being a girl but when I was walking with her we discovered a box of some old coins. It was in this old tree hole infront of the Radley house. She’s too dumb to know anything, but I knew that these coins were worth something. They had old Indian heads on them and they’ve ovbviosuly been saved. I wonder who would put them there? I doubt they’re some kids.
A couple days ago when me and my sister were haning with Dill, I touched the Radley house. I mean, I can never back down from a dare. I tried not to be scared, but inside I was shaking like a rattlesnake. I aint no big bad man, if Boo came out id be dead meat. All them stories I hear scare the day lights outa me. One-day I’d really like to see him though. I bet his face is all demented and pale. I’d try to get him to eat my sister. It’s really annoying how Atticus won’t let us play anymore. But what he don’t know don’t hurt him. We decidin to play anyway, nuttin else to do. And one of these days we gunna come up with a secret plan to really make Boo come outside. Nodody gunna know bout it except us three. Then when Boo finally comes out everyone will call us heros. Man I’d sure like that.