Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Johnnycake

Every time a hand or fist is raised, young Johnny flinches away. The shy, timid boy that is always either being ignored by his abusive parents or under the whip. The pain he has felt was something no child should endure alone. After being jumped by a group of brutal Socs, Johnny has became more timid than any other Greaser in the hood. Until that dreadful morning in the park, the sky had the sliver glow from the moon, while each breath is visible. Ponyboy’s head was fully under the water, soon no bubbles will come back up and he will die. Ran through his mind. Nothing was going through after the last thought of saving his true friend. The blade was open and ready for the fight. Just pludging the blade into the personleft his speechless. He had lost himself. Only for a minute. Now w he was left to deal with the police, ready to throw him into the electric chair, to die a hard unless life.

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