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I was happy. For the first time in years I was truly happy. I had my friends back; they had accepted me despite all. Yet there was a shadow hanging over my homecoming.

Johnny and Dally were dead. By bringing it up, I had brought them all pain. But how was I supposed to know? No one called or wrote to tell me that two of my best friends had died..but I hadn't written to find out either. I was still in pain though. I hadn't had the opportunity to say good-bye. I hadn't seen them in years and yet I still grieved.

Johnny didn't deserve to die. He was a sweet caring kid who was born in the wrong place. Dally. Well, as much as I had loved him and missed him I can't say that I was all that surprised. Whether it had happened in a fight, or by the cops, I guess it was inevitable. Perhaps the life he was living though, with his cold attitude, was worse then death?

Whatever the case, I cried for them both that night. Holed up in a shower stall, the water running so no one would hear me.