Diary of a Dead Girl
Yes I know. You can all hate me forever because I haven't updated anything, but Im having writer's block. I HAD another Chapter of Are You Listening? BUT my computer lost it. So I really am truly sorry.
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Kristy: Let's cut to the chase, I don't own you guys, S.E. Hinton does.
Dally: Why so quick?
Pony: Yeah, do you not like having these conversations.
Kristy: Oh yeah, these info-packed,oh-so-interesting conversations. I love them. :rolls eyes:
Dally: Jesus
Pony: Sorry, I didn't know you hated me.
Tim: Yeah.
Darry :sighs:
Kristy: I don't hate you, I just don't own you. I own Lizebeth.
Pony: On with the story!
Kristy: WTF?
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"For let us not remember the vain way she died, but the selfless way she lived." The preacher rattled on. Vain? Selfless? Is this dude off his rocker?
My name is Lizabeth Rene Johnson. I'm dead. Yes, that's right, I'm dead. I was only 16 when I died, and forever I will be. Stuck in this moment in time. Always 16. Always. Time will pass, but I won't get any older. I guess that's a blessing and a curse. This is my diary. The diary of a dead girl. I'm gonna tell you about my life and my death. Through my eyes, with my feelings.
I guess I'll start a week before it happened. It was my birthday in just 2 weeks (bummer, eh?) and I was busy telling the gang what I wanted, as usual.
"I want books, lots of those, maybe some for my guitar, some clothes, make-up, ya know, girly stuff, a pony, and maybe some privacy while I'm at it..." Ahh yes, rambling on as usual, and Pony, Dally, Johnny were ignoring me, again, as usual. But apperantly SOMEONE was paying attention cause Two-Bit got up took Pony by his shirt collar and handed him to me.
"Here, you said you wanted a Pony." He said. I just laughed while Pony gave him a "what?" look.
Right then Soda walked through the door followed by Steve.
"Hey!" Soda called out cheerfully.
"Hey." I replied, wrapping my arms around him. Did I mention that he was my boyfriend? Oh, well he's my boyfriend.
It's sad, that little did we know that in just ONE week I would be dead.
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How did you like it? Sorry it was short! Was it good, bad? REVIEW! THX! BTW this is dedicated to ForgottenSoul77. THX FOR DEDICATING A STORY TO ME!
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Kristy: Isn't that nice, I got a WHOLE story dedicated to me.
Dally: So.
Kristy: I know you're jealous.
Dally: And I know you love me.
Kristy: You wanna go.
Dally: Hell yeah.
Pony:coughs: Well while they do, whatever it is they're doing, tune in for another chapter of Diary of a Dead Girl.