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Dear Diary, (which isn't sissy and isn't for little girls)

We were sitting in the waiting room, me, Pony and Soda. Just normal guys waiting to see our friends when the fuzz and reporters came. They was asking too many questions and Pony was getting all out of sorts. I told them off for yelling at my little Ponyboy. He was in no condition to be yelled at by the fuzz and the reporters. He just got burnt and his best friend just got his back broken. He is a little out of sorts don't you think. Well even though me and pony didn't want them around Soda thought it was a riot. He would take one guy's hat and other guy's camera and walk around like a reporter and interview nurses and doctors and ohh, it was annoying. Finally Soda stopped and they went on with their work. The reporters took our pictures, though mostly Pony because was a hero. Soda still thought this was the best thing in the world but finally Soda got bothered by the reporters and layed his head on my lap and fell fast asleep. I was pretty tired myself and Pony looked like he was about to pass out. So we went home. It was a big day I guess.

Love, Darry