Dear Diary

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Dear Diary, Tonight was . . . weird. Totally weird. The film was lousy, but Marcia came too, so I thought it would be better off she came along.. I hate when guys get drunk. For a start, it 's totally against the law, then all the arguments, the fights(HATE FIGHTS) . . . It scares me, and if people with their knives . . . I just don 't like getting involved. Neither does Marcia, much. I was watching the movie then they came. The greasers. The annoying graces, Strange greasers. Not like normal ones. They actually seemed to respect us, well most of them. They actually seemed nice. I tried to ignore him. And he got worse. That greaser dared, actually dared, to stick his feet up on my chair. And that was all I can take so I spun…show more content…
So serious. That was when I finally broke down. It felt I admitted to the police that the Sacs had been drunk and were looking for a fight. I always knew alcohol would get people nowhere. I also told them what I knew about Johnny 's beating and agreed that it had been in self-defense. Dear Diary, Johnny, the murderer, was hiding and had taken Pony boy with him. Because of what he 'd done to Bob, I felt pure hatred. I felt annoyed with Pony boy for siding with him, felt furious with all the greasers. But then I looked back up at Soda pop and saw the worry in his eyes. Pony boy was his brother. Of course he was worried. And for the first time, I heard a catch in Two-Bit 's voice at the mention of Johnny. Johnny had acted in self-defense. How could I blame him? If anyone was to blame it was me. I was at the cause of all this. It was my fault. Mine. So that was how I started helping them. I became a spy. To repay the greasers for my faults. They aren 't just a gang. They 're not just friends. They are family. They 're all brothers, and truly care about each other. They were worried, scared, for Pony boy and Johnny. And it was my fault that they were troubled. Dear Diary, This morning, though, I got the shock of my life. I was flicking through the morning news, when – there they were. Johnny, Pony boy and Dallas Winston. I found myself just staring at their pictures for a while. Johnny had cut his hair. It made his eyes look even more nervous. He was terrified of what
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