I do not own the outsiders. also ponyboy is so depressed that he ignores other peoples emotions

It was a Saturday evening. The twilight was creeping in. I was thinking about Vietnam, and wondering if Soda, and Steve will come back someday. Also two days from now, I will be starting college. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door, Darry opens the door. The guy was some sort of messenger, and He solemnly said, "I have some bad news. Your brother Soda died in Vietnam. We will bring his body on Thursday so you guys can have a funeral for him."Darry, and I started crying. The guy left, and we both still continued crying, but I cried more than Darry just had tears coming out eyes not making a sound, but I sobbed.

The next day, Darry took a day off from work, so we could both go to church. After the sermon, We told our pastor about what happenend.

He said, " So guys want some counseling on how to deal with your brothers death? also, I'm sorry about Soda's death, I'll pray for you guys. This is sad, but eventually you guys have to move on. Hopefully, he repented his sins, and went to heaven."

I cried, " I'm not sure how I'm going to move on. I already had two friends I was very close to die. Now, My brother died too . I was already depressed after they died, but now I'm even more depressed."

He replied, " I know, you probably think you can't. I was acting that way too when my mom died. In fact, I almost committed suicide, since I was the only one in the family alive. I know how its like to fall into a deep depression. I'll help you and Darry, Ponyboy. ok?"

I replied sadly , "ok."

Darry asked solemnly, "Will you do the funeral service?"

He replied, " I'll do a service for free, since I know you don't have the money the pay me.

A few days passed, and it was now Friday. For these past few days, I haven't been paying attention to the college lectures. Darry, and I dressed in black and went to the funeral. I saw Two-bit, our church congregation, some friends of mine, Soda's, and Darry's there too. Also I saw Cherry, and Marcia, and their families, but I didn't talk to them or anybody at the funeral. We all entered the room where Soda's coffin was as silent as the night.

Pastor Johnson the spoke " Rest in Peace Soda. We will all miss you. You always listened to everyone probelms." After he said that, I was so sad, that I tuned him and everyone out.

A while later, We all walked out the room to see Soda get burried. Everyone was crying, including me.

Then the furneral was over. Around midnight, I woke up, and I saw my knife set. I grabbed a knife, and moved it toward my stomach, then I dropped it. I couldn't kill myself

The week after that, I got a grade for my calculus test. I was shocked, I got a B. I didn't really pay attention to the lectures. During lunch, A classmate of mines named Elizabeth, or Liz for short came to me. She asked, "Pony, Why are you so sad?"

I told her what had happen to me recently, and she listened to me really well, like Johnny, and Soda did. I was really starting to like this girl. When I finished telling her my story she said, "I feel sorry for you,Ponyboy. I hope things work out, with you and your family. I know how its like to lose a lovbed one." I wondered, will she die young like Soda, and Johnny. It seemed like everyone close to me seems to die young. I had a feeling that she and I probaly becone close friends, and most of my close friends, and family are dying on me.