ponyboy, i asked the nurse to give wewe this book so wewe 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 zaidi than mine, they have zaidi to live for. some of their parents came kwa 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 dhahabu 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 wewe up. wewe find his eyes, and wewe 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.” wewe blush. “I would have fallen anyway, I’m clumsy.” wewe say, brushing off your legs.
“Well if wewe did, I’d catch you.” He grins. “Anyways, I’m Ponyboy. What about you?”
“(Y/N).” wewe grin.
“I like that name. So.. Uh what brings wewe to the camp?”’