Figurative languages in the outsiders

He went around trying to break laws

I looked fearfully over my shoulder and there was Two-Bit, grinning like a cheesy cat

Life was one big joke to Two-Bit

The socs treat us like were dirt

He was the gangs pet

I could taste the blood running through my teeth

You look like you have been through a mill

Johnny couldn’t say “boo” to a ghost

Johnny was scared of his own shadow

He’s got eyes like pale blue ice

Darry had cooked three chickens,potatoes and corn because the three of us eat like horses

I was dying for a Pepsi. I’m what you might call a Pepsi addict. I drink them like a fiend.

Dallas had a record with the fuzz a mile long

I started buttoning up the shirt. It about swallowed me

I was sleepy and freezing to death