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 door 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 no one but us too likes movies, books, and sunsets. Dally wasn’t deep like me and pony and Soda couldn’t sit still and like Ponyboy zei Darry works too hard to do any of that stuff. There was a kid kinda like us who liked are kind of stuff but Dally liked to call him hippie and his good buddy like to jump the kid. Ponyboy sat in the chair volgende to me reading the book we had started in the church before it caught on brand which got me burned and left me in my current state. I wasn’t as bad any meer and Dally was ok though the doctor’s zei I may not ever walk again. Dally sat in the corner watching me and I smiled at him and he smiled back a little and zei “ u good Johnnycake?” “Yea Dally.” “ You’ll be back on your feet in no time.” “ Yea I’m just happy to be alive.” “ I knew you’d be ok Johnnycake God don’t kill heroes like us.” “ Heroes” I muttered thinking about the term. “ Yea were heroes Johnny and if they don’t kill heroes they don’t throw them in jail either” Ponyboy says. “ Thanks Ponyboy.” He smiles a little and wisps his blonde hair back and I hear him say “ I guess we cut our hair for nothing huh Johnny?” “ Yea our tuff tuff hair.” He chuckles and Dally says “No one will be laughing at u Johnny boy they’ll all be laughing at Blondie here” Dally says throwing his arm around Ponyboy’s neck and giving him a noogie. I laugh and say “ maybe I should have dyed my hair blonde so we could be made fun of together.” “ Na Johnny it’s ok as long as Dally doesn’t noogie me again the rumble really mixed up my head.” I smile and say “ the doctor’s say I can go in about a week.” “ That’s good Johnny” Dally says. “ hallo Dally that kers-, cherry Valance asked me out ya know.” “ That’s tuff.” “ Yea she’s nice for a soc.” “ Oh don’t call them that their not all mean” I moan. “ Ok ok Johnny boy.”
Dally
Johnny is doing fine and when he comes out I tell ya he’ll have some tuff scars though if u thought he was timid before the whole incident he sure is gonna be scared now. Though now that I know what its like to almost lose the thing that I love meer than anything else. He’s like my little brother and he’s really my only family unless u count my father but he don’t give a damn about me. Silvia has kept hanging on me the entire week saying she’s sorry but she’s just a sniving little woman. She only wants me back because she saw me in the paper. Me and Ponyboy visit Johnny a lot but we mostly hang around Soda and Steve now but I know better that pony wishes that it was just me, him, and Soda. If it weren’t for Johnny I would kill myself so I guess its not the best life. I think I’ll feel better once Johnny’s out of the hospital. Ponyboy seems to long for him too for him too because it seems as if the weeks of being in that church alone with Johnny makes them feel like brothers like me and Johnny feel for each other. I know he worships the ground I walk on and not only is Johnny timid pony is too. Two bit doesn’t sneak up on him anymore cause he turns around and smacks two bit in the face unintentionaly of course. Me and pony walk through the lot and he gets lost in his moments of him and Johnny before. He has a hard time breathing when he passes the park and automatically says “ umm….can we go to the diner instead.” I look at him and then at the fontein the ground near it is still stained with blood and I see the monkey bars that Johnny zei they were sitting on when that blue mustang pulled up. There’s no doubt in my mind that it will stick in our memory for the rest of are lives no matter how much time passes.
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 door 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 no one but us too likes movies, books, and sunsets. Dally wasn’t deep like me and pony and Soda couldn’t sit still and like Ponyboy zei Darry works too hard to do any of that stuff. There was a kid kinda like us who liked are kind of stuff but Dally liked to call him hippie and his good buddy like to jump the kid. Ponyboy sat in the chair volgende to me reading the book we had started in the church before it caught on brand which got me burned and left me in my current state. I wasn’t as bad any meer and Dally was ok though the doctor’s zei I may not ever walk again. Dally sat in the corner watching me and I smiled at him and he smiled back a little and zei “ u good Johnnycake?” “Yea Dally.” “ You’ll be back on your feet in no time.” “ Yea I’m just happy to be alive.” “ I knew you’d be ok Johnnycake God don’t kill heroes like us.” “ Heroes” I muttered thinking about the term. “ Yea were heroes Johnny and if they don’t kill heroes they don’t throw them in jail either” Ponyboy says. “ Thanks Ponyboy.” He smiles a little and wisps his blonde hair back and I hear him say “ I guess we cut our hair for nothing huh Johnny?” “ Yea our tuff tuff hair.” He chuckles and Dally says “No one will be laughing at u Johnny boy they’ll all be laughing at Blondie here” Dally says throwing his arm around Ponyboy’s neck and giving him a noogie. I laugh and say “ maybe I should have dyed my hair blonde so we could be made fun of together.” “ Na Johnny it’s ok as long as Dally doesn’t noogie me again the rumble really mixed up my head.” I smile and say “ the doctor’s say I can go in about a week.” “ That’s good Johnny” Dally says. “ hallo Dally that kers-, cherry Valance asked me out ya know.” “ That’s tuff.” “ Yea she’s nice for a soc.” “ Oh don’t call them that their not all mean” I moan. “ Ok ok Johnny boy.”
Dally
Johnny is doing fine and when he comes out I tell ya he’ll have some tuff scars though if u thought he was timid before the whole incident he sure is gonna be scared now. Though now that I know what its like to almost lose the thing that I love meer than anything else. He’s like my little brother and he’s really my only family unless u count my father but he don’t give a damn about me. Silvia has kept hanging on me the entire week saying she’s sorry but she’s just a sniving little woman. She only wants me back because she saw me in the paper. Me and Ponyboy visit Johnny a lot but we mostly hang around Soda and Steve now but I know better that pony wishes that it was just me, him, and Soda. If it weren’t for Johnny I would kill myself so I guess its not the best life. I think I’ll feel better once Johnny’s out of the hospital. Ponyboy seems to long for him too for him too because it seems as if the weeks of being in that church alone with Johnny makes them feel like brothers like me and Johnny feel for each other. I know he worships the ground I walk on and not only is Johnny timid pony is too. Two bit doesn’t sneak up on him anymore cause he turns around and smacks two bit in the face unintentionaly of course. Me and pony walk through the lot and he gets lost in his moments of him and Johnny before. He has a hard time breathing when he passes the park and automatically says “ umm….can we go to the diner instead.” I look at him and then at the fontein the ground near it is still stained with blood and I see the monkey bars that Johnny zei they were sitting on when that blue mustang pulled up. There’s no doubt in my mind that it will stick in our memory for the rest of are lives no matter how much time passes.
