The story takes place in a small town where everybody knows everybody. The people in the town have to take part in something called the lottery. Every person has to draw a paper from the black box and whoever draws a black dot, gets stones thrown at them
"Bill Hutchinson's got it." "It's Tessie." Mr.Summers said, his voice was hushed."show us her paper. Bill"
"a sudden hush fell on the crowd as Mr.Summers cleared his throat and looked at the list. "All ready?" he called. "Now I'll read the names-heads of the families first-and the men come up and take a paper out of the box. Keep the paper folded in your hand without looking at it until everyone's had a turn
""I think we ought to start over," Mrs.Hutchinson said,as quietly as she could."I tell you It wasn't fair.You didn't give him time enough to choose. Everybody saw that."" "It's Tessie,"Mr.Summers said, and his voice was hushed. Show us her paper.Bill."
"Although the villagers had forgotten the ritual and lost the original black box, they still remembered to use stones. The pile of stones the boys made earlier was ready:there were stones on the ground with the blowing scraps of paper that had come out of the box Delacroix selected a stone so large she had to pick it up with both hands and turned to Mrs.Dunbar."come on," she said."Hurry up"
"It isn't fair,it isn't right.," Mrs.Hutchinson screamed, and then they were upon her."