This is a type of storie that just shows you what a certain person is feeling.
Ponyboygrown-up.
I didn't write the outsiders... imagin that...
Have you ever felt like… when you breathe your drowning? Ever felt like an enormous weight was put on your shoulders to test your
strength. Though once, a very long time ago, you didn't feel that, and you didn't have a single care in the world other than hopin the soc's
wouldnt beat you. In the end, it doesn't matter who you were or where you came from, what matters is how you
got away from there, how you were able to live, knowing you left everything, that at one time felt so right, behind. How you slept at night,
knowing your family and friends suffered such a tremendous amount of pain, that it disintegrated them, from the inside out.
Have you ever felt so much pain, that you slowly became numb to human expressions, feeling nothing, not the warmth of a summer day,
or swimming in a pool of icy water? The loss you felt weakened your ability to care for others, to be compassionate, understanding, or
emotional. These things were all part of my life once, my carefree life, until that day. One person changed my entire set of values, rules. I
was dragged into a life; unfit for a child, hell unfit for anyone. A life of cruelty, hardship, and surprisingly enough; love.
Sometimes we must
get hurt in order to grow - we must fail in order to know.
Sometimes our vision clears only after our eyes are washed with tears...