Ponyboy Curtis

“Where is Soda?” wewe scream from your hospital bed.

Two-Bit had driven wewe to the hospital, because no one could get a hold of Soda. wewe were in extreme pain now. Each contraction hit wewe like a thousand swords.

“It’s too late to give her any medication,” one of the nurses whisper.

You see Ponyboy’s face go white. “No medication? Oh god. This will be great.” He says, eyes wide.

Another contraction hits. wewe wince.

“Well it looks like we are having a baby the old fashioned way.” The doctor said.

“Oh no. No no no. Give me the drugs. Give me the drugs.” wewe thought.

Another contraction...

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,...

“So, yes??” Ponyboy asks, standing in your front yard, with all the balloons.

“I thought wewe alisema we weren’t going.” wewe whisper.

“But I want to spend prom with the girl I love, and I want to see wewe in a pretty dress.”

“I don’t think I can afford a dress,” wewe mumble.

He grins. “Which is why we are going dress shopping.”

“What?” It’s your turn to grin now.

“You heard me. Johnny and Two-Bit are in the car to help out.” He says.

“Are wewe serious?” wewe ask, amazed.

“Yeah, c’mon into the car wewe go.” He picks up bridal style, walking wewe down the walkway and...