Ponyboy had been struggling, he had been struggling for the 8 months worth of death from his parents. His overworked brothers and his sweetest older sister. He needed to toughen up but just couldn’t. He felt the need to hide, hide everything, including the bloody razor. He knew why he felt this way but didnt know why he resorted to something that would continue to worry others. He hid it with all he could even wearing sweatshirts in summer. He awoke from a nightmare and rushed to the bathroom, rolling up his sleeves searching for what he had

"Oh, baby"

He heard a soft voice say, it was his older sister Ashley. Ashley looking down at her with a sad look, he had been hiding this from his brothers, and sister. From HER. His CLOSEST sibling. She reached out to hold him.