Declaimer: I don't own The Outsiders, just doctor Wilson. And I also don't own the four finger thing, idea that's form Patch Adams.
Chapter 3: Look Beyondyou don't remember me but i remember you
i lie awake and try so hard not to think of you
but who can decide what they dream?
and dream i do...
Pony's POV
Three days go by and I haven't heard from Johnny's ghost at all. I started having thoughts that maybe I truly was seeing things. But it all seemed so real, I guess I'll never know for sure.
The doctor is going to let me go in a couple of days as long as I promise not hurt myself. I never did in the first place. But I really don't want to get into that issue with them again. If I did I would have no way out of here.
It is time of the day when all the patients get have free time. I felt strange here because I didn't fit in. I sat on a chair in the room watching everyone and then I saw old man Samson. I always wondered why he was in a place like this, the man was really smart. He might have just dug a little bit too deep in the human mind for his own good. He was the only one here that believe me about the ghost.
I went over to him and sat down and he looked up at me and smiled." Hello Ponyboy" He greeted me. He was working on some kind blue prints for something.
" Hello Mr. Samson" I greeted him and look down at his work that was in front him.
" How many fingers am I holding up?" He asked me, holding up four fingers in my face.
" Uh.. Four?" I guessed. I wasn't sure what he was trying to get at.
" No, look beyond them. Now tell me how many do you see?" he asked me. " Remember focus on them let your eyes drift off a little".
I kept staring at them, my vision blurred a little and I saw eight fingers, not four, eight. " Eight" I told him.
He smiled, he couldn't be more happy. "That's right" He said and then went back to his work.
I watched him a little bit more and my eyes wandered cross the room to Mike. He was a 15 year old kid that was scared of the sun. He glanced out of the window as the sun shone in and he screamed loudly and ran around in circles. That was until the doctors grabbed him and gave him a shot. He calmed down quite quickly after that.
Later that night, I was up late trying to fall to sleep but I couldn't. The clock's ticking was very loud and the sound of dripping water in the bathroom drove me nuts. I sighed, annoyed and tried to close my eyes. My mind started wandering about. It finally hit me what Mr. Samson was trying tell me. He didn't exactly mean look beyond his fingers, but just to look beyond what something seems to be. It can be something else , something more.
Maybe that's what he was trying to tell me about Johnny's ghost. That I have to look deep down inside of the issue. How can I look beyond a ghost? That was a good question, but I had to trust Mr. Samson on this one.
I closed my heavy eyes and fell to sleep. I started to dream and it seem so real to me. ' I see the valley where the church is. The church was fine and the kids were running about the place. I thought well everything is fine, so this was what really happen. Wait no it wasn't. I looked up to see the church on fire and I tried to run but I couldn't move my feet. I could see Johnny dash in the church to save the kids. He didn't come out at all. I could hear his cries for help. 'HELP ME! PONYBOY! HELP ME!" He cried and I couldn't help him. I just stood there. I started to cry. His body was in flames and he yelled at me. " How could you let this happen… This is your fault…Ponyboy please….".
" Johnny… I'm sorry.. I'm sorry… I didn't mean for it to happen… it's all my fault.. Johnny" I sobbed.
"Ponyboy… wake up.. your dreaming" I could hear Soda's vioce call out to me form the sky.
I opened my eyes and came face to face with Soda. He looked so concern and worried. " Soda…I." I started to say but it came out in sobs. I hugged him and he held me. At that moment I knew what I had to do. I had to go back where this all began, the church that had burnt down.
That's all for now, PLZ R&R.