Dear Sandy,
Sandy, I am mailing you because I love you. You might have gone to Florida because you do not feel the same way that I love you. I now that you are afraid to love me. I understand that, but please, come back. I need you. Sandy, I am not strong when ever you are not there. Last week, Ponyboy and Johnny Cade had to run away because they were accused of killing Bob Sheldon. They ran to an abandon church, up in Jay Mountain. But, the church was got on fire, and some kids were inside. So, my brave little bother and Johnny went into the Church to save them. Ponyboy made it okay, thank goodness. But, Johnny broke his spine. I think you should sit down now Sandy. I cried all night when my brother was wanted, and also for you going to Florida. After the rumble we had with the Socs, Johnny died…
Ponyboy had a nervous breakdown, and then he got sick. But Dallas Winston, we call him Dally, he had the worst of it. He ran out of the down, and then he robbed a grocery store, and then he pulled out a gun… Sorry, it is just really hard for me to write this to you. After Dally pulled out the gun…the…the cops…the cops gunned him down. It is really awful. Sandy, it is so quiet now with out you. I miss you, and I want to be with you. I would have gone right now to Florida but, Darry did not let me go. He said that it was for the best. He is a good guy and all that, but he does not feel what I feel for you. Please Sandy, I am dreaming about you every night. I have dreams of us together, happy. All I am asking you is if we can be together. Please Sandy…
Sandy, when ever you are not there, I get cold. I can't talk, eat, laugh, smile, or even go to work anymore because of you. Please, Sandy, I miss you. Come back, so we can have fun. My heart feels like it is dieing slowly when ever you don't love me. I cry at night, but I never show it to my family. I cry in my heart. What have I done to you that have made you this way? Did you parents make you leave because they thought that I was dumb? Sandy, I dropped out of school because no matter what I did, I got bad grades. I am happy working in a gas station. Besides, did you really just talk to me because of my looks? Sandy can we just start from the beginning all over again. You just have to know me from the inside in order to love me. Sandy, please, come back home…
Love,
Sodapop Curtis
There! That was the letter! What do you think? Will Sandy come back if she read it?
