Things Happen For a Reason Right?

Maybe by the end of this post you can answer my question. so here it goes, here is how my day of hell was.

I had to drag myself out of bed and to school this morning. I felt so sick. Being sick sucks. The only reason I like it is cause you feel so good you afterwards. I dragged myself through the halls at school and I was supposed to stay after for cheer practice because the first game of the season is tomorrow but if I stayed at that place one more second I was gonna barf! Pony and I usually walk home together but he had to do something today...I don't know. But I was actually fine with it. The only thing I wanted to do was blast my music on my ipod and walk alone. I was by the lot and thought I saw someone walk by. I didn't see anybody standing there so I just kept walking. Somebody grabbed me around the neck and stuck there blade into the back of my arm and I started screaming. They turned me around and punched me in the face so hard it just added to the pain. I fell to the ground and the soc (obviously!) had a beer bottle and they threw it at me and blood started to run down the side of my head. When I tried to scream for somebody he  just kicked me in the side. They told me to get up or they were gonna shoot me. So I got up real fast. It was bad I was gettin jumped.....I didn't wanna be dead too! The soc turned me around and held the gun to my head and told me to get in there car. I heard foot steps and I thought it was Dally or Steve or somebody. He turned around and it was Sean? You guys remember the soc....the one who broke my heart! He kicked the soc in the face and I fell to the ground and a rock hit my cheek and it started to bleed. He told me to grab the gun so I did so the other guy couldn't get it! I didn't know what to do with it so I just put it in my bag. Probably not the best place but I didn't care at this point! Sean was trying to beat up the soc....wierd there both socs but there against each other lol.....anyway..Sean is like really really strong but this guy was alot stronger. He kicked Sean in the side and Sean fell to the ground. The guy grabbed the gun out of my purse and put it to my head and picked me up and shoved me in his car. I tried to get out but he took off so quick that I almost fell out. I shut the door and sat back in the seat crying...wondering about Johnny, Pony, and everybody else. The guy stopped at a red light and I held on to my purse. He must of heard me cause he turned around and told me that if I even thought about running I would regret it! I kinda let go but was still holding on. He slapped me in the face and that was enough to knock me out! When I woke up we were in a parking lot! He opened up my door and I got out and he had me by the hood of my jacket. He stopped and started talking to someone. He was like "haha Yea I got another one right here." That scared me a little....or a lot! if he had "another one" that made me wonder how many fucking greasers he acttually had. Then he was like "nah man I just messin with ya. I found this chick on the street." That kinda pissed me off. I HATE being called a chick. Last time I checked I wasn't a tiny, helpless little yellow bird. No jokes about my blonde hair, my weakness, or being the youngest please...that would be greatly appreciated thank you! The guys heard something so they turned their heads the one soc let me go and started to walk away. I had my bag with me and wasn't sure if I should run or not. He went inside his house and said stay here or I'll come looking for you! That scared me enough to get the hell out of there! Yea I know he said he'd come looking for me but that was a risk I was willing to take. I picked up my bag and started running as fast as I could! I was about a mile away and I saw a little shack on the side of the road. I figured he would come looking for me so I went inside and sat down and started crying. I heard a car woosh by so I peeked out the little window and saw his car. I jumped back. It looked like he wasn't stopping anytime soon. I sat back and started crying again. I fell asleep on a small rug that was in there. I woke up to my cell playing Two Is Better Than One. Luuuuv that song!!!! It was Pony callin I answered it real quick but it wasn't Pony. It was Twobit? Truthfully that was the last person I excpected to hear from. He told me he stole Pony's phone...big surprise.......he said everybody was wondering were I was at. I told him I didn't know. He put the phone on speaker and everyone started talking at once. I screamed "SHUT UP!" and they did lol!!!! Carson asked me were I was. I told her I was in a torn down shack on the side of the high way. Then Soda asked wich highway? I was like fuck I don't know! I'm terrible with directions! They told me they were gonna come find me. Just stay there and don't leave. Someone started to call me and I answered it but my phone died right when I did. I was thinkin fuck! Of all the times for my phone to die on me it had to be now????? I think it was around 7 or something like that. About two hours later I heard a car door shut and someone call my name. I looked outside and there was Sodapop, Pony, and Carson. I climbed out with my shit and I ran over to them and gave them a hug. They asked me what happend and I told them when we were driving back. I was sitting with Ponyboy in the back seat and Carson started cussing like there was no fucking tomorrow! Saying she was gonna kill who ever hurt her Brookie Cookie! And she was the only one aloud to lol.  Me and Pony couldn't stop laughing though. She called the others and told them that they found me and were taking me to the hospital to get my arm fixed up or something stupid like that. I started cussing them out! I hate hospitals with a firey burning passion!!!!! They had to practically pull me out of the car to get me to go in! It was kinda funny acctually! lmao........omg no it was really funny! They told the receptionist that they had to see a doctor for my arm or whatever. They did a bunch of shit and about 3 hours later I came out and my arm was wrapped up and it hurt like a bitch! It hurt worse than it was when they picked me up. Anyway the whole gang was out there. We were about to leave but I told them I wanted to see Johnny, Kit, and Jelly. I don't like hospitals so I haven't been up there in a while. But I wasn't about to leave with out seeing them. I went in to everybody's rooms. They all asked me what happend. Johnny and Kit told me they were gonna kill who ever did it to me! It was funny. It was getting late so we had to leave. I hate being home alone so I went to the Curtis's house that night. It was around midnight and I couldn't sleep. I got up and I went and knocked on Pony's door and opened it up. He asked what was wrong and I told him I couldn't sleep. He lifted up the covers and let me lay down with him. He kissed me goodnight and put his arm around me and we fell asleep.

So can you answer my question? Do things happen for a reason?