Analise Alternate Ending

He was exhausted but couldn't sleep, his mind kept replaying the same nightmares over and over so he decided there wasn't any point to even try. On either side of him were Roy and Kori; neither had felt it was right to leave him alone in case something were to happen. Lately it seemed a lot kept happening. Easing himself off the bed, he found his shirt (it was folded, whereas Roy's was crumpled on the floor) and shrugged it on while silently making his way to his shoes next to the door. They were staying the night in a small motel outside of Gotham city. It wasn't his first pick, but they had decided it would do for just one night.

From inside we could hear Phineas fall clumsily down the white marble stairs. Everyone stayed calm as we rushed outside to assist him. Finny said he couldn’t move or feel his legs and people started splitting up to go get help and shouting orders. Once the doctors and nurses arrived some of us helped to move him to the infirmary. After what seemed like hours Dr. Stanpole came out to tell us the news. He told us something we never expected. Phineas severed his spine. He was paralyzed from the waist down and would never be able to walk again. He said that Phineas needed rest so everyone should go back to their rooms. Everyone left but I was frozen. It was almost as if I had fallen with Phineas, I couldn’t

Do you remember what I told you that night? That if I hadn’t seen the doctor pull Amir out of my wife, I’d never believe that he is my son? Well, that thought had been crossing my mind a lot these past weeks. Just yesterday, I took him out to watch the yearly Buzkashi tournament. Before we had left, I had sensed a sign of discontent from Amir, but I shrugged it off as if he were tired. Buzkashi was Afghanistan’s passion. It was not possible that an Afghan was not interested. While we sat in the upper bleachers, Amir often looked confused or bored. He would look up at the chapandaz then back down at his fingers. I had told him the sight of a book at the Buzkashi was unbearable, and that he could last a few hours without burying his face in one. Although his eyes were on the horses, I knew by his gaze he knew next to nothing about Bazkashi. So I decided to point out my long time favourite chapandaz, Henry Kissinger. Before Amir had time to respond, I saw his eyes dart to the far end of the stadium. A chapandaz fell off his saddle and was crushed under the hooves of the horses. Slowly, Amir’s face changed from shock to mournful. How is it that this is my son? This rather quiet, bookish, feminine

Montag and the gang reach the ruins of the city that they once called home. Montag says “This is all that is left of our world now, we must make our own existence.” As he pronounces his leadership of the clan he hears a familiar voice. “Guy!” cries Mildred as she climbs into the arms of the man she onced loved with all her heart. “Mildred, I thought you were dead. I thought the atomic bomb killed you!” Granger asks politely, “Who is this woman and what does she have to do with you?” Montag responds “Her name is Mildred Montag and she is my wife.” Granger puts his hand out as a show of respect and she shakes it firmly. “Ok, Mildred here comes the hard part are you going to accept the fact that books are going to help us rebuild this city?” Mildred responds “Yes, I do think that books will help us rebuild the city.”

The light hurt Wolfgang’s eyes as he open his eyes and looked up into the sky.His eyes strained because he remembers everything, the beating and his experience at Auschwitz.

In my opinion, the ending wasn’t satisfying. It wasn’t satisfying because I was expecting a little bit more. For example, when the whole entire band shaved their hair I was surprised. But, I was wondering as to why the girls didn’t do it as well, I was hoping that they’d shave their hair as well. Also, when Jeffery got sick and Steven couldn’t perform, but in the end he received an award for his drums. But, he didn’t even perform and he got the award, I thought that it was unfair for the other people that played the instruments. Also, when Steven went to Sam and she died I was heartbroken. So, I would’ve kept her alive, I would have let her meet her sister. I would let them have a reunion, then later on she would give some more advice to

The heavy white door of the brightly illuminated log cabin opened up. A man stood in the doorway. He was old, with a grey beard.

And how twisted was the world, that his victim would forgive him before he forgave himself? That after he’d raped her, he was the one crying, it was him needing her comfort? She was always like this… this frightening mix of strength and vulnerability, both built upon suffering he, back then, could never even fathom. Now though… now he was beginning to understand what made her like

Law enforcement rushes in to surround Tendou, the villain Kuroo's just defeated, as Kuroo himself does his best to stay inconspicuous. Some photographer snaps a picture before he can fully melt backwards into the shadows, and he winces.

I thought that they were happy to see me, but when I opened the door to are shack, I saw that everything we owned was neatly packed in cardboard boxes.

However, the pacing towards the end of the book might possibly be too fast. After Ender is done with his training, ready to quit out of despair and actually finishing his training, Card reveals many details incredibly fast that throw off the reader. Going from preparing for war to visiting a deserted Bugger planet and randomly being friendly towards a baby bugger is like something out of an entirely different book. The fast pace of the book occurs on page 263, where Ender’s new “enemy” is revealed. Orson doesn’t put much explanation into the ending where it might be useful, and his lack of explanation may be a bit overkill for trying to leave the book

The air in the world is unclean as the bodies of the deceased roam the planet looking for someone to devour as their next meal. Many people are struggling to survive from these creatures as well as other dangers. Some humans have rioted against each other and killing themselves in the process. But there is one person who managed to find a group that took him in as one of their own and his name is Nick. The group’s leader whom Nick is with goes by the name of Zhao, an ex-convict.

The ending of Donnie Darko did provide viewers some closure at the ending, but left all viewers confused and straching our heads with “What just happen?”. Donnie Darko is one of those movies that will keep you thinking even days or weeks after watching it. It’s a twist and turn kind of movie, that no matter what happens you will still feel like “Am I missing something?”. What’s going on? How did this or that happen? For example: Donnie went through film with his sleep walking problem and his major problem with his demonic rabbit friend FRANK. There’s time when Donnie takes his medicine and there’s times when he doesn’t. But any viewers would see that the outcome with Donnie’s actions are still the same, if he takes or not take his medicine.

I knocked softly. A few suspenseful moments later the door opened just a crack. Eugene’s mother opened the door, and looked me up and down. She suddenly got a mean look on her face and said “yes?” in a tone that sounded like she did not care.

Why couldn’t I take you home to have dinner with them? You’d turn up your nose at them, because they’ve no pretensions. As soon as my father saw you, he knew you wouldn’t want to meet him. I could tell by the way he turned.” 22 His father was on his way home now, he knew, and that evening at dinner they would meet. His mother and sister would talk rapidly, but his father would say nothing to him, or to anyone. There would only be Harcourt’s memory of the level look in the blue eyes, and the knowledge of his father’s pain as he walked away. 23 Grace watched John’s gloomy face as they walked through the store, and she knew he was nursing some private rage, and so her own resentment and exasperation kept growing, and she said crisply, “You’re entitled to your moods on a hot afternoon, I suppose, but if I feel I don’t like it here, then I don’t like it. You wanted to go yourself. Who likes to spend very much time in a department store on a hot afternoon? I begin to hate every stupid person that bangs into me, everybody near me. What does that make me?” 24 25 “It makes you a snob.” “So I’m a snob now?” she asked angrily.