Disclaimer: I do not own the outsiders, the characters, the plot, or anything besides my imagination.
The gun fired as twilight ended its majestic beauty. A boy, whose life made him become a man, fell to the ground bleeding. The bullet killing him almost instantly, he was dead before he hit the ground. His body lay on the cold pavement, underneath the lighting of a lone street lamp.
Two boys had died that day, one a hood and the other a murderer, both of which were heroes. The two men were misunderstood, and only a select few new their true stories. I am one of them. It has been many years since one of my old friend's book came out.
His book didn't tell of the horrors yet to come. For when he wrote the book only three horror's had happened in his life. Many don't know what happened to his family and friends afterward. This is why I am writing this book, so people can know that the pain didn't end there.
I know the clichéd line of; life is like a rollercoaster, is over used, but I can't help but think that is exactly how to describe this scenario. The beginning of the ride seems nice and calm, like everything will forever go great.
It's when you get to the top of the hill, and you can see all the dips, curves, and loops that are about to come. One minute you maybe contempt and at ease with life, like a straight-away part of the track. Then comes the curveball's life throws at you, and you seem to plunge down towards the worst case scenario.
I know that my story will be a difficult one to read. I will warn you now, it will be emotional. You may shed tears, just as I have as I wrote this. This book is dedicated to the memories of three of the most interesting, complex, and amazing people I have ever had the luck to meet. It is also dedicated to those who survived those deaths. Although I haven't been in touch with my friends in years, I know they are doing well.
My name is Keith "Two-Bit" Mathews, this is my story. This is the tale of what happened after my friend P.M Curtis' book, The Outsiders. I hope that one day it will be published and that the three others who managed to make it this far in life will see it in a store. I hope they will recognize my name, and pick up the book. I hope they will read it, so they can see my views on everything.
I also wish to tell those three that I am sorry. I'm sorry I left, when I should have stayed. I'm sorry that I never stayed in contact. I'm sorry that I never let them know what had happened in my life. I'm grateful however that P.M. was able to show the world that life isn't black and white.
I'm here to show the world, that the shades of gray never stop, and they don't just effect the young, the poor, male's, of southern folk. No the shades of gray affect all walks of life, all genders, and all regions of the globe.
I hope that when you read this you will remember to keep your mind wide open. Do not be quick to judge the people of this book, because so much lies underneath what you are about to read. I wish I could tell you all of these hidden things, but some of them even I don't know
Sincerely,
Keith "Two-Bit" Matthews
Keith "Two-Bit" Matthews