The day of the funeral arrived and there I was standing before the grave stone. It read ‘MARY ROBERT WILSON’. There were lots of people here and I felt uncomfortable. I was only five years old when she died. Back then, nothing made sense. All I remembered was people dressed in black with their heads down and no sound apart from the rushing wind. The woman, Mary, was my mother. It was so long ago, and I was so young that I didn’t know how to react. I just stood there holding on to my fathers hand smiling not knowing that I would never see my mum again. Not knowing that my life was about to change and there was nothing I could about. 10 years later I recall the moment of her death, of her grave and only now... I realised it was too late to cry.
I have no clue what Darry and Pony Boy and the Outsiders are but I know what Soda is and it sounds like they all my be soda. I don't know but hopefully I can learn what they are.
1.
There once was a girl named Mary
Who looked like her pet named Gary
Gary's fur was a mess
Just like Marys aunt Jess
They all were very scary
2.
There once was a boy named Mark
He loved to run through the park
He was such a goofball
That he would always fall
And his dog would never bark
