ponyboy, i asked the nurse to give you this book so you could finish it. the doctor came in a while ago, but i already new it anyway. i keep getting tired and tired. listen, i dont mind dying now it was worth it, it was worth saving those little kids, their lives are worth madami than mine, they have madami to live for. some of their parents came sa pamamagitan ng to think me and it was worth it. tell dally it was worth it. im just gona miss u guys and iv been thinking about it. that poem, the guy that wrote it. he ment your ginto when your a kid, like green, when your a kid everything is new, dawn, its just,...
“Oh my god, I’m sorry!” A boy about your age says, truly apologetic. He grabs your hand and pulls you up. You find his eyes, and you see how cute he is. He looks at you, stunned. “I’m… Really sorry.” He says as he stares into your eyes.
“It’s fine.” You blush. “I would have fallen anyway, I’m clumsy.” You say, brushing off your legs.
“Well if you did, I’d catch you.” He grins. “Anyways, I’m Ponyboy. What about you?”
“(Y/N).” You grin.
“I like that name. So.. Uh what brings you to the camp?”’
“Ok, Joey, this is what you gotta do. You ilipat the gear into drive right? Because that’s what you gotta do; drive. And you lightly put your feet on the gas. Lightly. Unless you’re racing but you shouldn’t do that… But if you do I won’t tell your mother. Anyways , feet lightly on the gas, and you see, you ilipat forward. I’m not even touching the wheel. You don’t want to have a death grip on the wheel, that’s bad. So when you want to turn, you gotta line up your mirrors with the corner you’re turning at, like this. And then you turn the wheel, and straighten it back out…...
As you push, you see Soda sprint down the hallway past your room in his DX shirt, then do a double take and trip back into your hospital room.
“OUT! OUT! Sodapop Curtis you get the fuck outta this room right now or so help me we are never having anymore children. You’ll be lucky if you even get to have sex with me anymore!” You scream at him.
The look of pure fear crosses Soda’s face, and he bolts out of the room.
You see Ponyboy out of the corner of your eye biting his lip, trying not to laugh.
You hear Soda from the hall. “You’re doing great, sweetheart.”
Johnny The burns hurt but I’d never tell no one but Ponyboy that though they’d all understand people always looked down on me I didn’t want the gang to do that too. Ponyboy didn’t look down on me he understood we had similar ways of thinking but if I were gone I wouldn’t be missed nearly as much as him he had his brothers Darry and Soda pop I wouldn’t be missed sa pamamagitan ng anyone but the gang. Ponyboy came in everyday and read Gone with the Wind to me Dally came to but only to see me. If Dally opened a book it’d be a mirical. That’s why me and Ponyboy are alike...