by Hickett » Wed Dec 18, 2013 4:02 pm
Ponyboy
It's been two years now since the day Johnny and Dally died. It's still hard to believe they did, and on the same day. I went out late, and sat by the fountain...the one Johnny had killed the Soc by. It was a cold night, like it usually was during the fall. I just sat there thinking, reflecting.
Wanita
I bet I know where he is. But I'm not gonna go get him, Pony likes his Personal space sometimes. Not all the time, but this time especially, because it's the anniversary of his buddy's death...and my brother's. I never grieved much for Dallas. I loved him, but shoot, I just couldn't cry over it. I rarely ever do. So as I pushed him out of my mind, I layed down and fell asleep.
It's human rights for everybody,
THERE IS NO DIFFERENCE.