The Loss of a Friend

Authors note: this story is to give you a soc's point of view about the night that bob was killed.
 
      It was nearly twelve o’clock at night when I got a call from bob. I picked it up and he told me to come over as soon as possible there was problem. So I snuck out and ran over to his house. When I got over there I could tell right away that he had been drinking. Then he told me he had found out that cherry was with the greasers and he had to go after them. I tried to calm him down so I told him we need to go for a ride. Than we went to his garage and got in to his mustang. Such a car the a nice blue that kind that could almost blend into the night from the light of the moon. So we left.

            We must have been driving around for hours than we got to the park. I saw two kids that looked like greasers but I didn’t say anything next thing I know we pulled over.

Bob jumps out of the car and we follow when we get close I notice it’s the kids who were talking to cherry. They were verbally fighting but next thing I know bob grabbed the younger one and said wouldn’t you like a bath.

            Next thing I knew he shoved the kids head into the ice cold fountain and held him under. Finally I realized that the kid was starting to drown. Sadly so did the older greasers I saw him pull out his blade. Next thing I know he was running at bob. Everybody was in shock next thing know bob was on the ground with blood coming out of him. The young greaser popped his head out of the water.

            We bolted to the car and took off. By the time we got home we were so in shock that we just sat there. We sat there for about an hour. Then I called the cops and it was all over bob was gone.