For almost as long as I can remember, The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton has been one of my favorite books. When I first picked it up in a library, I was skeptical that a girl of my age could enjoy it. However, I had never been one to judge a book by its cover, and I began reading. I couldn’t stop.
From the second I read the first sentence, I was hooked. I worried, I cried, I laughed, and I journeyed along with all the characters through the turmoil and chaos they faced. I will admit it- I was obsessed. I knew all the character’s birthdays, I would quote lines from the book and movie to my friends, and I often seriously considered moving to Tulsa, just so I could pretend to be a character from the book.
I love picking apart Ponyboy, Darry, and Sodapop’s complicated relationship, even now, after I’ve done it a million times over, and I always feel a certain happiness whenever I hear or read Johnny or Dally’s name. From the start, they became lifelong friends to me, and whenever I need them, they’re always there with their advice and opinions. (Sort of like an imaginary friend.)
I was and am an avid reader, but there are not many books that I like as much as I like The Outsiders.