Ponyboy Curtis

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

Two-Bit had driven Ты to the hospital, because no one could get a hold of Soda. Ты were in extreme pain now. Each contraction hit Ты 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. Ты 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.” Ты thought.

Another contraction...

ponyboy, i asked the nurse to give Ты this book so Ты 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 еще than mine, they have еще to live for. some of their parents came by 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 Золото when your a kid, like green, when your a kid everything is new, dawn, its just,...