Ponyboy Story Novels & Stories

“I mean ever. So help me…” “I know, Johnny. I know. Don’t worry. How’d you meet her?” While I told him the story of the golf outing, he sat, enthralled. “Why doesn’t this shit happen to me?” “Probably because you’re a fairy.” The thing that got him in trouble in Po City was a ladyboy. “Hey shut up! I like girls! I like women!” “Keep it down tiger, or I won’t have any leverage over you.” He half-heartedly punched me in the shoulder and gathered up his books. “We’re equally fucked, right? If any of this ever got out, we’re both dead.”

Jack almost shook Parker to stop blabbering. "Ohh. Okay okay. I met him last time two days ago. He was crying and he said he will be staying in the church outside the town and will keep asking God to help him asking forgiveness for the mistake he did. And he told he won’t come back until you forgive him". Parker told him. Jack face-palmed himself. He was right. Daniel was really emotional. "What’s the address"? He asked and ran to his car to go to Daniel.

Nothing to make a fuss about. He transferred by the end of the week. People said he “moved upstate”. But I knew better. I remembered. I always remembered. Because Pinegate Hollow doesn’t have room for soft things. Especially not boys who look too long. Especially not at other boys. And especially not when they get seen.

She scoffed and waited. "Can I see a list of visitors who came on the day that the Father died?" She asked. "Yes,but that will take a lot of time. If you had informed me about you visiting, we would have gotten it ready." "Get it ready by tommorow. I'll be back for it." They were silent on their way back. Jason slept again. "We're back," Tess told me team. "Just in time," Caleb smiled. "Tell us what you found." "They're best friends. Tony was the shy one until he became friends with James. They were inseparable. They witnessed a Father jump from the orphanage roof or that's what she was told. They were transferred after that incident."

"Just your best friend who is hungry, I told you I don't love him anymore. Why do I have to take care of his feelings again?" Joey tightened his grip on Raisa's arm which was struggling to release. "Let go of the— '' "Let go of my girl's hand!" The sound of bazz cut off Atha's stern shout which entered the crowd past him. The white-faced, sharp-nosed boy with thick eyebrows walked casually, a little sweat still remaining on the tip of his temples. "Don't you dare touch him even the tip of your nail or I'll cut your hand!" Yuda released Joey's grasping grasping, staring at him with glowing eyes ready to fight.

I assured her softly. “Nice one” a voice suddenly echoed behind me with an applaud. When I turned to look who it was, it was the gang leader. I fixed my gaze on the young handsome boy whose innocent look, was altered by the tattoos that embroidered his body. He had a pistol under his right arm pit, and on his left shoulder was his white T-shirt which was stained with blood. Picking the T-shirt on his shoulder, he used it to dab the blood flowing down his lips. “Impressive boy, but I'm proud to tell you that you messed with the wrong gang, and for that you are going to pay for it”

“We think he was in some sort of accident on the road. He was all beat up when I found him.” Everly and I both fawn over him for a minute before we move onto the next stall, housing a scrawny bay pony. “This is Thor, and what he lacks in height he makes up for in attitude,” Kim goes on. “He was left in a pasture for months and months before animal control finally did something about it. The story I got was he was purchased for grandkids who lost interest and they “kind of forgot” they had him.” “I hate people,” I sigh. “How do you forget you have a pony?”

And there were no bullies in this fish market. The only ones who were wronged were those people in the village. The village was not far away, and there were people between the villages who got married. Everyone knew what had happened before, so they despised the people in the village of Jason. They were the group of people who lived the hardest. Jason came to the school to pick up Black Boy. Black Boy was much stronger, but he was still not fat. There was always an unhealthy color in his eyes, and his face was much whiter.

his words were followed by a hard slap. Tears well up in my eyes automatically and I cry out from the sting of the brutal slap. My mother tries to fight him off but she was too weak. He brings out a gun from his pocket and points it at us. Before he shakes his head and puts it back to where he took it from. "Before you die, let me tell you a story" he says his eyes looking unfocused. Is he on drugs? "Once upon a time, there were two boys and a girl. The girl and one boy were from poor families but the other boy was the golden boy, he was filthy rich and all the girls wanted him.

I noticed a thin young boy curled up in the corner, hugging his knees as he drew with crayons. He didn't cry or make a fuss, nor did he play with the other children. His eyes had the same look I had in my previous life, when I'd been all alone, helpless, and abandoned. I walked over to him and crouched down. "What are you drawing?" He looked up at me before lowering his head again as he pushed the drawing toward me. He'd drawn a sun, but it was black in color. The orphanage director told me the little boy's name was Nick. He'd been abandoned in front of the orphanage at three years old. Due to his sullen and withdrawn nature, no one wanted to adopt him.