Dear Diary,
Today wasn't as bad as yesterday. School was the same as usual; one laugh after the other. All of the gang skipped class so we could sit around for a smoke before we got caught. It was really fun!
Even at home wasn't bad. My old man wasn't as hard on me as usual. He doesn't usually hit me as much anymore. He did before. It's changed ever since he started drinking again. Even though I wasn't there a lot of the time to see it. I kind of just migrated between the streets at night, and when I was tired I'd just go to Peanut's or Lucky's.
I was thinking of getting myself a job or something. I don't got a lot of money. I think that maybe I could get some. I basically had to steal some money before my Pop drank it all up. I know a lot of people would think 'oh boo hoo! He's got such a hard life!' When really I don't think it's that bad. I'm okay, I'm breathing after all. Besides, all us Greasers live out on the streets once in a while. It's not that bad. Johnny's got Lola, Peanut got kicked out, Norton's old man's always at him for everything! I feel like my situation ain't so bad. I'm tougher than I look, I can handle an alcoholic dad.
I'm gonna skip school tomorrow. I feel like it. Maybe stop to get some pomade before I leave. I've been running low.
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Diary of a Greaser- Vance Medici
FanfictionMy name's Vance, and my life is pretty crappy. I thought it'd change for the better after I met the one I thought was dead, but it just got worse. (Warning: Mentions of physical abuse, alcoholism and bad language) (Cover by bullworthstranger on tumb...
