So Johnny died and Dally is pretty mad, so mad that he left me so I had to walk home by myself. I can’t believe that Johnny died he had to be in a vacant lot or something. Or something. I had convinced myself he wasn't dead even though deep deep down I knew what happened. I just felt as if I thought he was alive maybe it wouldn't hurt so much, even though it did. A lot. Then Dally had to go ahead, run from the cops, pull out his unloaded gun even though we knew it wasn't loaded and get himself killed. The gang and I knew it would happen sooner or later just not like this. Man why did he have to be so stupid. Dally knew the cops would think it was loaded and kill him, kill him right in front of us. Now Dallas and Johnny is dead, it is funny how so much could happen in so little time. Just last week we were at the movie theater with Cherry Valance talking. I feel much better than I did a while ago; being sick felt the worst and on top of all that Soda wasn't in the best of shape.
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