Saturday, September 15, 2007
08 JUNE 1967
The second day in the church, Johnny decided to have a new haircut so that the police won't recognize us. OH NOOOOOOO!! MY HAIR!! It was my pride and it's long and silky like Soda's. I've been SAVING my hair for soooo many years an now I've to throw them away?! NOOOO!!
After Johnny pleaded and I gave him the permission, he cut my hair and bleached ti. Few minutes after drying the bleach, I looked in the old cracked mirror. I realise that my hair is lighter and I just DIDN'T look like me! The haircut and all made me look younger, and scareder too.
Johnny then passedme the knife. It was my turn to cut his hair and I did the best I could. It went smoothly and he didn't look like Johnn either. Honestly, his forehead was whiter.
Well, I just hope that my hair will grow longer soon!((:
Ponyboyyyy Curtis.
5:26 PM