Dear Diary,
We got 'em. We won, diary. We got those dirty Socs, and we chased them right over to their side of town. I mean, they still got us pretty good. Darry's screwed up his knuckles, I think I got a big cut on my forehead, and most of us need stitches. Dally came to the rumble at the last second, right before Paul punched Darrel. Paul's a Soc that used to be one of Darry's buddies, they played football together and everything. But at the rumble, it looked like they hated each other. Pony and Dallas went to the hospital, to see Johnny, I think. He should be getting back soon. Wait, he's here.
What? I'm so confused. Ponyboy came in the house just now, and he said- well, he said Johnny's dead. That he told him to 'stay gold', and then he just.. Died? I don't believe that for a second. How could Johnny be dead? How could our Johnny Cade be dead? I don't.. What..
-S
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The SUPER SECRET Diary of Sodapop Curtis
FanfictionSo, this is my super secret diary, obviously. Steve, put it down. (This was written for my grade 9 project)
