The worrying

Here we are: Darry, Soda and I... reunited but not able to celebrate... Johnny and Dally were in the hospital... and the doctor won't tell us how they are. This is terrible, just terrible. I want to know how they are, but part of me just wants to go back and never have this happen, just to run from the Socs instead of standing, but the thing is: it was our turf... and they had no right to be there. If I ever see a soc again I'LL KILL HIM LIKE.... oh. Like Bob was killed... The memory still burns through me like the church that caused this whole incident... If I had thought and used the water pump in the back we might have been able to get a path for the kids to head through... instead of this happening. Johnny is a hero... he doesn't deserve to die... and I think Dally will be fine... I just hope they are alright...