summary-ponyboy is at a fair and goes to a fortune telling booth. he is given the chance to ask one yes or no question. ''is johnny really dead he asked.
pony's pov
disclaimer i do not own the charachters
' 'Win a prize every time,'' i heard a carny calling out loud from his booth. I started looking around the fair to see what i wanted to do. i saw a purple booth so i decided to approach it to see what it was. ''furtune telling," i thought to myself. i decided to get in line for the furtune telling. when it finally came my turn i walked in the tent thing. "whats your name," the furtune teller asked. "ah! ponyboy curtis," i said to the furtune teller. She did some hand movement stuff over her globe thing. "what yes or no question would you like to ask'" the furtune teller asked me. i thought what did i really want to know. " is johnny really dead," i blurted out. she did some more hand movements over her globe. "no he is not," the furtune teller said.
i exited the tent "could this possibly be true," i thought to myself. i decided to go home. to tell you the truth i was still a little suprised by the answer the furtune teller gave me. i walked up my drive way. i decided to sit on the porch for a minute before i went in so i could think in peace.
i walked in to the house and darry was getting off the phone had a very weird look on his face.
pony's pov
disclaimer i do not own the charachters
' 'Win a prize every time,'' i heard a carny calling out loud from his booth. I started looking around the fair to see what i wanted to do. i saw a purple booth so i decided to approach it to see what it was. ''furtune telling," i thought to myself. i decided to get in line for the furtune telling. when it finally came my turn i walked in the tent thing. "whats your name," the furtune teller asked. "ah! ponyboy curtis," i said to the furtune teller. She did some hand movement stuff over her globe thing. "what yes or no question would you like to ask'" the furtune teller asked me. i thought what did i really want to know. " is johnny really dead," i blurted out. she did some more hand movements over her globe. "no he is not," the furtune teller said.
i exited the tent "could this possibly be true," i thought to myself. i decided to go home. to tell you the truth i was still a little suprised by the answer the furtune teller gave me. i walked up my drive way. i decided to sit on the porch for a minute before i went in so i could think in peace.
i walked in to the house and darry was getting off the phone had a very weird look on his face.