Ponyboy's hands shook nervously as he lighted the cigarette. His hands trembled so much that he struggled getting the cigarette into his mouth. It's only been 2 hours since we hopped off the train and arrived to the old and raggedy church. I should be the one paranoid and nervous, shouldn't I? I was the one that killed the guy. I don't even remember the guy's damn name; the whole killing was a huge blur for me.
I only was defending myself and saving Pony at the same time. Those damn Socs really ganged up on him. I had no choice otherwise; Pony could've been bruised up badly. Or even worse… he could've… DIED. Either way I still had to save my best friend. Me and Pony been through a whole lot, we're like brothers.
Yeah, I am scared, I'm terrified. But being nervous will only make Pony even more nervous than he already is now. I looked out the window in the corner, as the sun began to set. I realized I never seen anything more beautiful in my life. I just never paid too much attention to sunsets; they just reminded me of time. Time for another day in this hell hole I call life.
I lit a cigarette and continued to stare at the sunset. The orange, gold, red, and purple colors made a mixture of perfection that soared across the sky. A small tear dropped out of my eye as I took a second puff from my cigarette. For another 3 minutes I viewed the sunset and then it faded, I sat realized that things I love and admire always fade away from me, like the sunset did that very night.
Ponyboy sat in the dark corner trembling all over his entire body. I had no choice but to feel sorry for him. This was my bud, and I messed up everything as usual. I puffed once more then threw out the cigarette. I decided maybe I shouldn't try to save people since I don't think when I do it.