Alternate Ending To Frankenstein

There were murmurs and whispers within the crowd. They were utterly flabbergasted and astonished at what they were gawking at. Never before have they ever seen such a mighty creature like Charizard, more or less a creature from another world. Most people thought they were dreaming while a few others believed that they have finally gone insane. Even the frightened manufacturer couldn’t believe what he was eyeing at.

Once the mother turned on the tv all you heard was screaming. The mom screamed ”look what it's doing!!!!” her husband to come down stairs. When he came down stairs he was frightened. The Dad replied by saying “We need to move” the Mom and Dad started packing up their clothes,and all their supplies. Once they were all packed it was too late. It was already in there city. The parents sat down on the couch. The Mom screamed we're all going to die!!. The bus arrived at there house. There kids bursted through the door,crying their eyes out. They ran and hugged their parents. After a while they calmed down and watched the tv. The Mom was mostly scared about its huge feet. The dad wasn't worried about the feet he was scared on its teeth. The son asked why it was stomping on all the buildings. The

The room was filled with a deep, deafening unbroken silence for many minutes after, nobody moved, or even dared to utter a single noise. We heard the crashing noise of many supports and other structures falling from their support and as I moved towards the entrance, trying to open the door, it wouldn’t move an inch, clearly having been blocked by a pillar of wood and stone.

“Andries, you have to go to bed!” shouted Mom from downstairs. So he did what his mom told him to do. He shut the door of his closet and his real door and then dimmed the light until the whole room was consumed by the darkness.

Phil was anxious, to say the least. He’s been waiting forever to 'pop’ the question, but has never found out the right way to do it. He decided it’s easier to do it now, rather than later, plus, new years is a pretty good time to propose, right? Phil didn’t doubt that Dan would say yes, but that didn’t really calm his nerves, he still had that awful feeling in his stomach (and no, he didn’t drink too much milk, maybe…). He talked to Louise about it, who was excited when she found out his plan, about everything with the anxiousness, and she said it was normal to have the jitters before doing something as big as offering someone to be your life-long partner (well, unless if they got divorced, but Phil didn’t really want to think of that right now).

He opened the broad oaken door into absolute darkness and began to walk down the stairs. Suddenly, the hewn leather of his shoes slipped on the tired stone and Brother Malcolm plummeted down the stairs, spiralling downwards, making constant, violent contact with each uneven stone. The sharp crack of the stone striking his back made a grim rhythm for his fall.

He woke up in a dark room. He was numb and dizzy. The figure of a man kept on flickering through his head. He couldn’t move. He had no memory. His whole body was full of pain and agony.

Wilderness his head broke into light and he vomited and scream. Then he went down only this time to rest to save something or himself he closed his eyes and slept dreamless deep and down. But he turned his head without moving his body and saw that across the lake the sky was a light gray.

Metal grated against metal, emitting a loud screeching noise as the world around him lurched upward. Already on the ground, he attempted to stand up, only to fall down, and a sharp pain shot through his hands and knees. Again, sticking out a hand and leaning against the metal wall next to him for support, he tried to stand, but all attempts proved futile as he fell a second time on his hands and knees. He sat up against the wall, pulling his legs up tight against his chest and screamed for help as the world shook around him.

It is funny that you ask this assignment, because just 3 days ago, I was out for a lunch down by the lake with a few friends. There were all discussing their successes t a charms lesson, and I had done very poorly and didn’t want to be included. I began walking along the lake side and saw an interesting creature floating along. It was a merman and he didn’t look happy.

Time seemed to slow as his fate climbed towards him. His heart pounding in his ears. His mind seemed to withdraw slowly from his body with each thud. He felt himself go numb.

Torin went to the bed to help the sobbing young woman. He covered the woman with a nearby shawl which laid on the table. While Torin comforted the traumatized blond woman, Kendrick untied the cords that bound Aileana to the wall and bottom of the bed. He used the corner of the bed covering to wipe her body that was covered with the creature’s semen.

Two weeks flew by and it happened again. That same creature returned. It all started when I was strolling across the hallway from my son's room to my room. I was walking and I stepped on what I thought was my pillow, but I looked down and something started to move around again. I lifted up the rug, but nothing was there, it was just dust. As I planted the rug back down, the creature arose and started to rush around in circles. I couldn't believed it, as I picked up a book to throw it at the creature, it wasn't there, it escaped to somewhere unknown. I lingered around and waited. Once I put the book down on the table, I started to pace back into my room until I heard a squeal. It was back! Well, it was ten and time was ticking. I forgot about

(1)He holds a single black sword, he wears all black, a long jacket with the seams of white leather, and underneath he wears a shirt and jeans. His hair is black and he has stray locks and he has fingerless gloves. Coming from his sword is a red glow dimly lighting up the area around his sword. Hanging on his back is a black scabbard to match his black apparel and sword.

He was confused; he wasn’t allowed to ask any questions as he couldn’t even speak when he stood underneath the three figures. It felt as if his breath had been taken away. He examined his surroundings closer, trying to figure out what had exactly happened. He used his paws to pat down the ground; it was severely wet mud and it began to engulf him as it slowly raised, forming medium size clouds of brown. He kicked away from it to prevent it from going into his eyes, and an even more peculiar feeling took over him. He no longer felt two legs below him; instead, it was just one singular limb. His panic caused even more mud and dirt to be stirred up, making it impossible to see. He squeezed his eyes shut and just continuously flailed his back leg (was it even a leg…?) until he felt cool air hit his face suddenly. He looked around some more, wiping off the water and dirt quickly as he continued to move his leg around. He attempted to calm himself down since he found himself sinking and a bizarre natural instinct kicked in. Before he knew it, he was gently floating in the wide, warm