Entry Seventeen
July 7ᵗʰ, 1968
We held the funeral today. It rained a lot, like in the movies. It made me feel sick, but at least my tears were hidden.
But everyone was crying. Peers from school, that Soc girl Cherry and her friend Marcia, Keith, Sodapop, Darry, and me. We were all crying over another fallen greaser.
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But He Hated Me. - Steve Randle
Fanfiction"Maybe he was gone. Maybe I would never see him again. Maybe I would dream of him every night. Maybe I would continue to love him until my last breath. But I thought he hated me." ×-× I do not own The Outsiders, all the characters belong to S.E...
