Alternate Ending To The Thief

Navy blue with silver eyelets, no laces, a white toe cap, and a black racing stripe. What could be so special about a shoe? To a child, shoes are just something that you sport until your feet bust out of them, or until you wear holes into them. I was eight years old when my feet stopped growing, when I got my first pair of converse, and when my shoe obsession began. The first place I took my Converse was on the third grade trip to Camp Mary Orton. I was nervous about going somewhere new for an entire week, but my fresh-out-of-the-box shoes gave me the confidence to do anything. The muddy earth no longer daunted me and the idea of climbing a wooden pole named after a diaper company (the Pamper Pole) did not shake me. The thought of failing to scale a rock wall could not phase the confidence that my new shoes provided. If the shoes could walk me through the halls of the school, perfectly matching the plaid of my jumper, then I could handle whatever challenges camp threw at me.

From the walls, ceiling, and floors, art consumed their whole apartment with files jammed, white bathroom wall with red, yellow, and blue pencil marks, trunk loads of artwork under their bed which elevated it every time they’ve collected more. The Vogels even covered certain art pieces in blankets to preserve their quality and prevent it from fading from light sources. They used every space available in their small apartment to cover in art and didn’t have any room for a couch or more tables and chairs for comfortable and safe conditions. They had over 2,000 works of art holed up in their

I finally reached the house and I was shocked to open the door and see who was just about to leave. It had been

He wore tan pants and a long sleeve buttoned up shirt that was tucked in his pants. His

I ran to Rhonda’s room first. It looked like a struggle had ended badly. Hannah and Seamus’ room didn’t look much different. A scream came from the kitchen.

I looked around. Not much had changed except…an easel. It was centered in the room with a large canvas against it. I approached it from the back. I was surprised to find it had a fresh painting on the

The interior images showed a big, bright, carpeted living room with a corner fireplace. The roomy eat-in kitchen had two-toned vinyl flooring, plenty of tiled counter top space that included a breakfast bar, a good amount of white cabinetry, and a complement of appliances. The dining area had a slider that gave access to the bright and generous

There were several bright interior images. The roomy living room had a wood and beamed ceiling, a fireplace, and a slider. Another living area had hardwood flooring and a brick fireplace. The spacious eat-in kitchen had a good amount of cabinetry and counter space, a stove and dishwasher, and several windows. With the angle of the image, it was hard to tell what other features were being highlighted. There was a full-sized bathroom, a good-sized

I slowly turn the handle to open the door, push it open a crack, just to see if I could hear anything. There was still no sound. From the small crack of the slightly opened door, I could still see flashing lights. Opening the door more, I suspiciously looked down the hall to make sure no one was around. Then, I quickly sneaked in and shut the door.

There were many bright images provided. The spacious carpeted living home had a wood burning fireplace and two sets of French doors. There was a roomy kitchen with plenty of cabinetry and a stove and dishwasher. The image appeared to be somewhat out-of-focus. There was a generous sized dining area with an eye-catching arched entry to

Surely people would be here to check up on him soon. In fact, the police would likely be by to question him. He was related to the victim for God’s sake! He was at the same club last night, too--all three of the Lightly siblings were.

I walked in and observed the place once again. I had been here before but it has been a long period of time. Long bookshelves stretched all the way to the wall that were embedded with dark wood, and filled with different colored books. The lights on the ceiling were so dim I had to look more closely at the setting. Long couches were placed in the middle of the room, with a small coffee table but a huge television screen. There was a hallway all the way at the other side of the room, almost as if it were a never ending tunnel. Overall it was a cute little home where no one would dare to get involved with.

When he got to his house, he unlocked the door and went inside. He took off his boots and left them at the door. “We don’t want any muddy footprints in here,” he chuckled.

On the side furthest away from the doors of the service room there were paintings of Anne Frank and other people of importance. One painting was actually a portrait of man made from signatures, and many others were in grayscale paintings. There was a bust

When I slowly opened my tired eyes from the car ride, they filled with joy as I saw a big log house! It had a huge deck, it was two stories, almost 3 because it was on a hill and it looked like it had a full basement! We walked inside and it had a huge living room, really nice kitchen, and a big bathroom. . . My aunt told Olivia and I to go check out the upstairs. It has 3 bedrooms. One for Olivia, the others was for My aunt Midge and Bo. I was confused. . .