Dally’s P.O.V
“I remember your bare feet down the hallway…”
My son Johnny had a twin.
“I remember your little laugh
Race cars on the cozinha floor, plastic dinosaurs
I amor you to the moon and back.”
His name was Sam. He looked like the complete opposite of Johnny. He looked like (Y/N). Always laughing like her.
“I remember your blue eyes
Looking into mine like we had our own secret club
I remember you dancing before bedtime
Then jumping on me, waking me up.”
He wanted to be tuff, just like me.
Wanted to grease his hair back, have a smoke, do whatever it was I was doing.
“I can still feel you holding my hand, little man”
It was weird not to have him here anymore. I can feel him, but he’s not here.
“And even the moment I knew you fought it hard like an army guy
Remember I leaned in and whispered to you:
“Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years.”
He was not even four when he died.
“I remember the drive início when the blind hope
Turned to screaming and crying “why?”
flores pile up in the worst way, no one knows what to say
About a beautiful boy who died.”
(Y/N) took it badly. She wouldn’t eat. Wouldn’t sleep. Even if she did sleep she’d have the nightmares. I cried once. The dia it happened. Otherwise I had to keep strong, for (Y/N) and Johnny.
The drive início was hell. Pure hell. (Y/N) just looked out the window, silently crying. And then the sobbing came. And the screaming. I pulled over and just wrapped her in my arms and rocked her back and forth saying nothing. There was nothing to say.
“And it’s about to be Halloween
You could be anything you wanted if you were still here
I remember the last dia when I kissed your face
And whispered in your ear:
Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
Out of this curtained room and this hospital gray will just disappear
Come on baby we’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years.”
I hate hospitals. Since Johnny died. I’ve hated them. I hate them even more.
“What if I’m standing in your closet trying to talk to you?
What if I kept the hand-me-downs you won’t grow into?
And what if I really thought some miracle would see us through?
What if the miracle was even getting one moment with you?”
Sometimes I talk to him. Actually all the time. Because I would give anything to have one mais minuto with him.
He’s never coming back. My Samuel Robert Winston.
“Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years.”
It’s hard to comfort your own dying child when you can’t even comfort yourself.
He’s waiting for me I know.
“I remember your bare feet down the hallway
I amor you to the moon and back.”
“I remember your bare feet down the hallway…”
My son Johnny had a twin.
“I remember your little laugh
Race cars on the cozinha floor, plastic dinosaurs
I amor you to the moon and back.”
His name was Sam. He looked like the complete opposite of Johnny. He looked like (Y/N). Always laughing like her.
“I remember your blue eyes
Looking into mine like we had our own secret club
I remember you dancing before bedtime
Then jumping on me, waking me up.”
He wanted to be tuff, just like me.
Wanted to grease his hair back, have a smoke, do whatever it was I was doing.
“I can still feel you holding my hand, little man”
It was weird not to have him here anymore. I can feel him, but he’s not here.
“And even the moment I knew you fought it hard like an army guy
Remember I leaned in and whispered to you:
“Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years.”
He was not even four when he died.
“I remember the drive início when the blind hope
Turned to screaming and crying “why?”
flores pile up in the worst way, no one knows what to say
About a beautiful boy who died.”
(Y/N) took it badly. She wouldn’t eat. Wouldn’t sleep. Even if she did sleep she’d have the nightmares. I cried once. The dia it happened. Otherwise I had to keep strong, for (Y/N) and Johnny.
The drive início was hell. Pure hell. (Y/N) just looked out the window, silently crying. And then the sobbing came. And the screaming. I pulled over and just wrapped her in my arms and rocked her back and forth saying nothing. There was nothing to say.
“And it’s about to be Halloween
You could be anything you wanted if you were still here
I remember the last dia when I kissed your face
And whispered in your ear:
Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
Out of this curtained room and this hospital gray will just disappear
Come on baby we’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years.”
I hate hospitals. Since Johnny died. I’ve hated them. I hate them even more.
“What if I’m standing in your closet trying to talk to you?
What if I kept the hand-me-downs you won’t grow into?
And what if I really thought some miracle would see us through?
What if the miracle was even getting one moment with you?”
Sometimes I talk to him. Actually all the time. Because I would give anything to have one mais minuto with him.
He’s never coming back. My Samuel Robert Winston.
“Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years.”
It’s hard to comfort your own dying child when you can’t even comfort yourself.
He’s waiting for me I know.
“I remember your bare feet down the hallway
I amor you to the moon and back.”
The Outsiders has some great life lessons in it and I take them to coração so here they are...
Darry: He has taught me that even though sometimes someone can seem mean doesn't mean they don't amor you.
Two-Bit: Has taught me to take and make a joke.
Sodapop: Has taught me that you can be drunk on just plain living.
Dally: Has taught me to be tough and you won't get hurt.
Steve: Has taught me that you should always stick por your buddies.
Ponyboy: Has taught me that things are rough all over and to notice the beauty around me.
Last but not least Johnny. Johnny? Well he told me to Stay Gold:)
Darry: He has taught me that even though sometimes someone can seem mean doesn't mean they don't amor you.
Two-Bit: Has taught me to take and make a joke.
Sodapop: Has taught me that you can be drunk on just plain living.
Dally: Has taught me to be tough and you won't get hurt.
Steve: Has taught me that you should always stick por your buddies.
Ponyboy: Has taught me that things are rough all over and to notice the beauty around me.
Last but not least Johnny. Johnny? Well he told me to Stay Gold:)
Greasers with their long tuff hair
Soc's with their cruelness
The Outsiders is one true classic
C. Thomas Howell, Patrick Swayze,
Rob Lowe, Ralph Macchio, Matt Dillon
Tom Cruise and Emilio Esteves
make practically the best cast for a movie ever
no one can replace you
especially Zac Efron
RIP Patrcik Swayze
Where is Tommy Howell??
How 'Bout Ralph Macchio?
Emilio Esteves is still goin along with Matt Dillon
And tom cruise is shining brighter than ever!!
I amor the outsiders and it is a true classic
Soc's with their cruelness
The Outsiders is one true classic
C. Thomas Howell, Patrick Swayze,
Rob Lowe, Ralph Macchio, Matt Dillon
Tom Cruise and Emilio Esteves
make practically the best cast for a movie ever
no one can replace you
especially Zac Efron
RIP Patrcik Swayze
Where is Tommy Howell??
How 'Bout Ralph Macchio?
Emilio Esteves is still goin along with Matt Dillon
And tom cruise is shining brighter than ever!!
I amor the outsiders and it is a true classic
You look in amazement at your boyfriend Ponyboy. Is he really friends with this geek?
Ponyboy smiles and nods, telling you “I know this kid is a frickin insane genius.”
“Well… That’s interesting.” You say.
You look at Ponyboy. “So how much do we have to leave for a tip?” You were at the diner, hanging out for lunch.
“She was a quality waitress, so 20%. We each owe her 1 dollar.” Ross pipes up. He starts to make hand gestures to explain the process.”Since the bill was 15 dollars, we each paid 5 dollars. 20% of 15 is 3… So it’d be a 3 dollar tip, one dollar each.”
You look at him, stunned.
You could not to do math to save your life.
“You should have him along mais often.” You whisper to Ponyboy.