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Monday, November 28, 2011

Bob's Point of Veiw

Author’s Note: Dear Reader, This is a point of view writing piece. It is on the scene where Johnny stabbed Bob. It is from Bob’s point of view.

            After we picked Cherry up from those nasty greasers she didn’t seem too happy. I asked her what was wrong. All she said was that she didn’t want to talk to me. Then she called me a drunken slob. I may have been a little drunk. Yeah me and my friends might have had a few beers but I felt fine. Better then fine actually I felt great. After we dropped Cherry off we went for a ride it might have been nine o’clock but I didn’t know for sure. We were driving around when we saw the two greasers that were with Cherry and Marcia. We circled around and went to the park. They looked as if they were going to run for it. This is typical for those dirty greasers. All they want to do is run. But instead they stood there. Like statues just looking as we got out of our blue Mustang. “ Hey, whatta ya know?” I said “ here’s the little greasers that picked up our girls. Hey greasers.” “ You’re otta your territory, you’d better watch it.” warned the one on the left. My buddy Randy swore at them. “ Nup, pal, yer the ones who’d better watch it. Next time you want a broad, pick up yer own kind- dirt.” The one on the right looked as if he was getting mad. “You know what a greaser is?” I asked “ white trash with long hair.” Man you should have seen how white the greaser on the right was, he looked like a ghost. Then he spoke, his voice shaking with rage, “You know that a Soc. is? White trash with Mustangs and madras.” Then he spit at us! I shook my head and smiled “You could use a bath greaser. And a good working over. And we’ve got all night to do it. Give the kid a bath, David.” I said. As David tried to grab him he ducked and ran, but David was too fast he grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. Then he shoved the greaser’s greasy head into the fountain. I was watching and laughing at the greaser struggling to get free of David’s grip. As I saw the kid finally stop squirming I felt a sudden surge of pain go though by body and the last thing I saw, as I was falling and I was sprawled out on the ground, was pool of blood slowly spreading around my body.

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