All it takes is a single moment for everything to end. When I saw Johnny die, something in me broke. I used to boast that I was untouchable, nothing could hurt hard as nails Dallas Winston, but someone had. Don't care about anybody that was always my rule. So why the hell did I care for him?
It's not like he was anything special, just another down on his luck kid who got kicked around by his parents, but he became my little brother. The first time I protected him, even thought about protecting him, he became special. Stupid little greaser.
It's my fault, though, for caring in the first place.
Wow, this is really short. Oh well, it is what it is. Another, bored while watching the movie one-shot. I don't own The Outsiders.
~DI4MGZ~
