Janice Lance: Monday Blues By Monet Mouling: Amazon.com: Janice Lance: Monday Blues: 9798335277259: Mouling, Monét: Books
Another day, another part of me falling in love with someone I can never have. 👍(Ngl I'm kind of obsessed with this guy-)
I seen the post where you wanted something sad about the outsiders so maybe like, once Johnny and dally dies he becomes sadder and sadder every day. He completely stop watching sunsets but every once in a while he will look at the them despite the heaviness in his heart. He stops playing track because the running reminds him of when him and Johnny had to run away and when ever he sees and leather jacket his eyes fills with tears because they remind him of dally. He blames himself every day of the deaths of his two best friends despite soda pop and Darry telling him it wasnt his fault. He locks him self in his room most the time and just stares at his book shelf no longer having the motivation to read the books. He reads johnnys letter every night and bowls his eyes out till he falls asleep. I don’t know what else to put so there ya have it😅
That actually sounds amazing. In a sobbing on the bathroom floor kind of way. Thank you!
After the events of the book, Two Bit’s jokes lessened and definitely got quieter until he sort of lost his spark :(
Steve constantly snaps at the gang after their deaths, and is super irritated all the time, to the point he’d start to distance himself
I think this would be canon post-book! Thanks for responding! And I feel like he might distance himself from the rest of the gang, and maybe even start to do the same with Soda.
Soda and Darry actually have really bad and regular nightmares too but neither admit it. Darry doesn’t want to have to put that on his brothers and Soda because he doesn’t want to make anyone more worried or stressed than they already are.
I think that is so true! I feel like they would just manage to hide it from Ponyboy and each other.
Well, I'm not really sure where to start this. I'm a teenager. And I wrote a book. I'm getting it published soon. And I have an awful feeling that it's nothing but garbage. I did the best I could, I reviewed it a hundred times, I've rewritten and thought about stuff over and over again, but I still feel like it's no good. Without giving any spoilers, it's a slice of life book about 14-year-old girl in the eighth grade, with 6 out of 12 chapters taking place in school. Her and her parents have moved out of their old neighborhood 7 months before the book starts.
I want to make this a trilogy. I technically started this book series in 4th or 5th Grade, and I made a lot of google slides and I didn't really get better until a few months ago, when my dad got me a publisher through one of his former coworkers.
I really haven't wanted to admit it, but I'm pretty nervous about what the reception will be like. I feel like I'm just gonna get torn apart by critics, reviewers, and everyday book lovers across the nation or something.
Okay, this actually made me feel better. I hope anyone reading this has a good day/night!
I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars. -Martin Luther King
Here's the other poem I wrote for my black history school assembly.
Unforgettable
We will never forget our brothers,
Malcolm, Martin, and Medger.
And we will never disregard our sisters,
Fannie, Shirley, and Ruby.
We will not forget the anger and hate that was thrust upon Rodney and Emmett.
We will remember the strength of Mamie Till to show the world what happened to her boy.
We will remember Rodney asking the Nation, ”Can we get along?”
We won’t forget the bravery of the Little Rock Nine or the patience of the Greensboro Four.
We will remember the boycotts and the protests,
Along with the dogs and water hoses.
We will not forget the people from the past,
Who wouldn’t give up and fought for their rights. For even those who were not in the spotlight,
Still shine like diamonds.
For they showed courage and determination,
In a time of fear and discrimination.
So let us never erase these people from our memory,
For each and every one of them is unforgettable.
This is one of the two poems that I wrote this year for a black history assembly at my school.
Blind
Can’t see it.
Can’t feel it.
Can’t recognize it.
You’re blind.
You turn away from the struggle of others.
You won’t hear about the injustice.
You pretend it’s all in the past.
You’re blind.
Don’t act like isn’t here.
Don’t act like it isn’t there.
Don’t make-believe it's all gone away.
Don’t look away from all the pain.
Your guilt is telling you to turn away.
Your fear is making you hateful.
Your hate is turning you violent.
Your ignorance has made you blind.
I think after the court Ponyboy would see Johnny and Dallas as hallucinations, and eventually, it would lead to him going crazy and/or super depressed and committing suicide
I would hope that he doesn't commit suicide, but I would understand if he did after all the trauma he went through. First his parents die, he gets hit by his brother for something he didn't mean to do, (I don't hate/dislike Darry for this though) he nearly gets drowned to death and has to go on the run with his best friend after said best friend kills someone for him. And then his best friend dies. After saving children. Then his other friend commits a suicide by cop. And he watched them both die. In the same night.
Yeah, I can imagine he would have some issues.