I’m going to be writing about The Lottery, a story by Shirley Jackson. So, the story starts out cheerful. The kids are playing with rocks, people are talking, parents arrive. Then the lottery starts. I’m guessing the lottery was an old tradition and every year they had to do it. Once the lottery starts, Mr. Summers and Mr. Graves, the mailman start the lottery. Mr. Summers pulls out a small black box with papers inside. One of the paper is different from the rest. The person who chooses that paper wins the lottery. Mr. Summers stirs and mixes up the papers, and invites everybody to pick a paper from the box, eyes closed. Then they go back to where they were standing before. They were not allowed to peek at the papers until they were told so. And then this guy named Bill drew the winning lottery card. Then his wife starts complaining. And then they drew again. And then Tessie drew the winning lottery card. What was the prize? The prize was to get stoned to death. And that is what they did.
