The World Is Ending

Dear Journal,
My whole life is coming apart. Johnny is dead. Dally is dead. Sandy is gone. It all happened the night of the rumble. Dally and Ponyboy went to see Johnny right after we beat the socs real good. They told Johnny about beating the socs, and he said that fighting was no good and just died. That just tore Dally to pieces. He robbed a grocery store and then at the lot when the cops cornered him he pulled out his heater. It wasn't loaded of course but the cops didn't know that and shot him. That's what he wanted. I guess that he couldn't bear going on living while Johnny was dead. He died gallantly. No one will write stories about Dally in the paper for being a hero. He will die a juvenile delinquent. Two of our buddies died that night. One who died a hero, and one who died a hoodlum. Pony got real sick after that night too. Got a concussion during the rumble, and passed out after Dally was killed. That was on saturday, and he woke up just now on tuesday. Two-Bit was rambling on about him having a fever before the rumble and being sick and blaming it all on himself, but considering the circumstances Darry let him off. Pony's really stressed out about everything. Missing all that school, having to go to court to testify about Bob's killing, and worst of all the juvenile court for the decision about where we will live. They can't split us up now, not after everything that has happened to bring us closer together only to split us up. We must have faith in people. That's what Johnny said with his final few words. "There is still good in this world" Sodapop Curtis