Chapter one- The Boys call me superman
My name is Darrell Curtis, or more people know me as Darry. I have two younger brothers, Sodapop and Ponyboy. Ever since my parents died when I was sixteen I've been taking care of my little brothers. The state gave me special permission to keep my brothers. I'm seventeen now, Ponyboy is five, and Sodapop is ten. It's really hard at times but I just keep telling myself that it's worth it. They need me as much as I need them. Ponyboy is the one with the most trouble. He has nightmares about what happened to our parents. I'm constantly having him lying next to me in my bed because he's frightened. No matter what I tell him he's still frightened. The boys call me superman. I don't know why. I'm not nothing like that. I'm just trying to keep them in line and keep them from the hurt of the world. Doesn't mean I don't hurt, I do a lot. They just don't know it. I guess I'm superman like that.
A/n; I know this is short, but they may be really short. I have a lot planned for the story and I'm sorry if it's too short in the start for you. Feedback is very much loved. I take all my feedback seriously so, I can improve the next chapter for you. I hope you enjoy it.
