Aomine Alternate Ending

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

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

“Well,” Mrs. Johnson interrupted, “how about we settled down and talk about our plans for the morning?” Everyone agreed and sat in a circle discussing their ideas. Next, they decided they should head to bed due to the early times they would have to wake in the morning. As they woke up, they put on their layers of clothes, grabbed their bags, and headed for the Johnsons’ business. They would be staying in an attic, which luckily had a bathroom, but would have to sleep all in one room. They set up their belongings and set rules which they would have to follow to stay safe.

`In 1672 a child named Alyx was ten. He was a ten year old boy and he loved to explore. You could name any forest; he’ll run straight to his dad. He also loved hunting and fishing.This is his story.

Aralia had been born pale grey almost all over. Now her coat was a deep silver colour with puffs of milky white fur at her neck. Her long nose was a blond colour too and showed up her deep brown eyes. Her hair was still a wiry cap but one day would grow to cascade down in silvery veils. M hounds have very, very long tails but, certainly, Aralia’s was truly amazing! She was young enough to let her tail fur loose so it flowed out behind her as she skimmed by all in her path— so fast it made Caty dizzy to watch her.

His right arm that hung down by his side reached up and across his chest to grip around his left upper arm. It was so dark, but I could just make out that movement as he seemed to be in some kind of pain. “Too much. Way too much.”

One warm morning in Ecose, a village quite far from here, Harry was selling his authentic breads and cereal at the market. Harry is a tall, bearded farmer who has a farm not far from Ecose. There, he makes his famous breads and cereal. The village people come out all the time just to buy Harry’s famous food.

Tisto entered the arena, one of the few standing buildings on the ruins of Karufr. The planet had recently been bombarded by the Grandmaster's forces, and the kiffar had decided it would be a good place to visit due to his own nature. As a scar in the force Tisto had to move around every so often so he wouldn't lead Inquisitors to the Knights of Allusis and Clan Odan-Urr. He moved through the arena, his leather jacket pushed around by the wind.

Once upon a time...a girl named Abigale, who once used to be a clean, tidy, and sweet girl turned into a disgusting animal, (not literally).

Seraphine took off running before her mind could even decide whether she wanted to or not. Her heart seemed to beat out of her chest the fear of the situation stopped her from thinking. Then suddenly she collided into some unseen wall, she was knocked unconscious.

"Thank you so much!" Akio enthusiastically responded, his eyes lit up from the newly found information he acquired from the other man. Everyone seemed so nice here, quite refreshing from his older school, where most people were angry and unfriendly. It never crossed Akio's mind that this stranger could be lying and trying to throw him off from his correct destination. Akio is one of the most gullible person you could possibly ever meet. But this man had no reason to lie, so everything should be fine, right? The stranger in front of him seemed like the opposite of Akio, more reserved and refined.

"I know..." He murmured softly, taking Amaimon 's hand in his own and squeezing it lightly, his words laced with deep love and understanding. "It 's hard to talk about these things...and that it will hurt...but it 's best for the both of us to try and be as open as possible," he didn 't wish to push Amaimon. No, that wasn 't the goal, and if his brother said he could not talk about it now then he walls not be upset. Instead, Mephisto wished to express that Amaimon should not be afraid to voice his worries, and that he was there for the earth King at all times. They were stronger together, they knew that, they relied on that, their relationship was built on that fact. The fact that their lives meant more and equated to more when they were

The creature pointed its staff at the lake, "Why were you chanting in elvish to our ancient lake? What buisness do you have here?"

"Don't get me wrong," Barbara says one day. "I'm happy being Oracle. I'm still useful to the team, and I'm good at what I do." She purses her lips thoughtfully. "But I miss...flying."

Sitting for years a short lady in a hot pink blouse with sunglasses approached me. “Name and number?” She questioned, her eyes piercing through my shield of lack of confidence as I stumbled on my words before spitting them out. “Annamarie Pawlenty... 231.” I stated my back soon straightening up as my fleshed over bones of my hands gripping the reins of the wild beast I controlled called a horse. Taking a deep inhale I closed my blue orbs and slowly opening them to stare at this obstacle; this tire and logs I had to be judged on felt as if they were as scary as a shadow of a dragon only to be disguised as an ant.