I saw Him.
Ponyboys P.O.V
I had come home from work to find the house quiet. Something's wrong, I thought as I went to the kitchen. Anna and Katie were sitting at the table talking about something private, because as soon as they saw me they stopped talking.
"Hey dad." Anna said. Anna's 18 and Katie is 15.
"Hey." I said. I took one last look at them and went into my and Julies bedroom to get changed. I could hear them talking again, in an even lower voice this time. I went back out to the kitchen to start cooking the chicken we were to have for dinner. I had finished cooking everything just as Julie came home. Katie and Anna set the table and we sat down to eat. I sat next to Julie with Anna and Katie opposite us.
"Could you shut the bedroom door, there's a breeze coming through." Julie said. Anna and Katie looked at each other, trying to hide their smiles. I looked into Katie's bedroom, no window was open. That was weird. But I shut the door anyway.
Later that night Julie was in the lounge room watching TV. Anna and Katie were in Katie's room, talking in low whispers again. I decided to find out what they were talking about. I went in and shut the door.
"Ok, what are you talking about?" I asked, sitting on Katie's bed. They looked at each other.
"Ok, well the other day I was sitting in here, at my desk." Katie said. I looked at her desk. Books and homework were piled all over it and her favorite picture was hanging over it. 'Boulevard Of Broken Dreams' by Helnwein. We found it at some store when Katie was 8 and she had to have it. I looked back at Katie. "And then out the corner of my eye I see someone standing behind me. I mean I saw their reflection in the picture." she said, pointing at the picture on the wall. "Then I looked up and I couldn't see them anymore. And I felt a breeze go past me, as if someone walked by." she said.
"Well, did you see what they looked like?" I asked.
"Yeah, he was small and he had black hair. He was wearing a jeans-jacket and a black t-shirt. But I couldn't see below his waist."
"Really?' I asked. My heart pounded in my chest. They saw Johnny.
"I saw him too. Last week I was home alone and I was watching TV. Then I turned it off and I saw him in the TV." Anna said. "I bet it was like someone we know whose died."
"Was he dressed the same as when Katie saw him?' I asked Anna. She nodded. "I know who it is."
"Who?" Katie asked.
"It was Johnny, my friend. He died when he was 16." I said. No tears came to my eyes. I could talk about Johnny without crying now.
"Oh, sorry." Anna said. I nodded. I was jealous. Johnny had only ever visited me once. When I was 17. I was in the bathroom getting dressed. I felt as if someone was watching me. I turned around but no one was there. I still felt as if someone was there. So I finished getting dressed and I walked out into the hallway. As I passed a photo of Darry, Soda, our parents and I, I saw him. He was staring at me. No expression on his face. Since then I hadn't seen him. I hadn't told anyone about this. I wasn't scared to see him, I wanted to see him. But the thing I wondered about this was did anyone ever see Dally?
