Too Much Time On My Hands

The rumble is tonight. I, obviously, am not going. Heck, I don't even know if I'm going to live 'till 4 o'clock.

The nurse came spoke to me today. She told me that...

I was right. I only have a day to live, if I'm really lucky. I asked the nurse for a paper, and wrote a note to Ponyboy. I told him that it was worth it, my death. I saved so many children, and their lives are more important than mine. They have more to live for. I told him to tell Dally this wasn't the end of the world. There is so much out there, he needs to find good. It's there, somewhere.

I also made the nurse attach Gone With the Wind in the envelope. Pony never got a chance to finish. I hope that he'd enjoy it. I only got halfway through, and it was good, but it drained me of too much energy. Ponyboy had the energy to read it.

I signed the letter off, then fell asleep.

More later.
I remain,
Johnny Cade

October 30, 2008