Audrielle Alternate Ending

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.

“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.

Goldie laughed warmly at Edmund, no malice in her tone, shaking her head. "Of course I concern myself with your Papa! I can only imagine what he thinks I must've done to you to keep you out here so late, and after being so kind as to offering me a place to live." She took his smile and flashed one of her own, patting his hand comfortingly before pulling away to fetch her clothing.

As Billy was dragged away behind the stage curtain, Alexa screamed, trying to get through the door, but her strength had given out. It was a lost cause.

Aomine regarded the lake with little interest as he slowed Blaze down to a halt, the large Brandenburger snorted

“Afa where are you going!” Mako yelled. As Mako goes to search for Afa he hears rustles in the bushes.

"What are we going to do?" asked Miranda who was shaking of fear. Jack replied, "I don't know yet." While Nick was thinking of a solution he looked up to see Elle tearing up. "What is wrong?" asked Nick. "How could he try to kill us?" Elle replied. This was a question Nick could not answer. Alan emerged from the trees, "Trying to escape?" he asked sarcastically. Alan grabs Elle and holds a dagger to her throat. "Put her down!" exclaimed Nick. "I will do anything, just put her down." Nick begs. "Anything? Well, if you offer anything I would much prefer you to accompany me as a ghost." Alan states rather grimly. "Fine, take me instead." Nick agrees. Alan drops Elle and grabs Nick instead. As Alan was about to kill Nick, another ghostly figure emerged from the shadows. This figure was a woman. She exclaims, "Stop! Ghosts may not use their freedom to seek

When she wiped her tears with a dishrag from the sink, she realized she was alone. She thanked God that Stevie must have taken the younger children upstairs, it wouldn’t be fitting for them to witness her acting so distraught; totally unaware that two of them already had.

The fisherman had been crying and crying and crying, but he couldn't forget about his wife and son. One of the townsfolk heard the fisherman and came to see what was going on. The man walked to the fisherman and tapped him on the shoulder. The fisherman looked up at him and then quickly hid his face. The man said "Hey, you can talk to me. Please, tell me what is the matter.". The fisherman looked up at him and told him what had happened. The man helped the fisherman up and patted him on the shoulder. The fisherman never had anyone except for his wife and kid, he felt happy to meet someone new. The man said, "Let's head to the saloon and get you a drink,

Fianna nervously pushed several loose strands of hair behind her ears and surveyed the shadowy forest. Goose bumps popped out on her forearms, sending pinpricks of pain to her fingertips. “Do you think I should tell Mom that this place isn’t as innocuous as it seems?”

“Why not? I killed myself and that guy in the pizzeria and that other dude whose name I don’t remember. And I almost killed eighty-six. Plus I also threw that old ladies off a bridge. That deserves smiting. Can you smite the dead? Huh. Extermination. Yeah, it deserves extermination”

Castiel took another swig of whiskey from his glass. He cringed at the strong taste of alcohol that hit the back of his tongue. He swiveled in the tall bar chair to look at a man that he saw out of the corner of his eyes. Castiel licked his lips, the faint taste of whiskey brushed over his taste buds again. The man was sitting alone at a table. He was a highly attractive man. He seemed to be in his 30s. He looked as if he was crying. ‘I wonder what he is crying about.’ Castiel wondered. ‘This is a bar, Castiel, there are going to be crying, problematic, hot men here, damn it.’ Castiel thought again, rubbing the bridge of his nose with the tip of his thumb nail.

dumbfounded described pyrrha perfectly for the few seconds that had followed her brash unveiling. she wasn’t sure if she should mildly or extremely insulted. she opted for the later and began to plan out nightmare to give the fucking fish stealer. perhaps have her be trapped in a plastic bag full of water and discover how long that thief could survive for. seemed reasonable to pyrrha. she smile at ludo’s offer. that would be fun.

Constance held her breathe as she hid in the forest, watching the Rhians fight with the young dragon, pulling it through the woods toward Rhiaiowln. Emi let out a small growl, and Constance quickly placed a hand on her dragon, quieting her. She glanced at the Rhians to make sure they hadn't noticed Emi's growl before backing into an area where the trees were thicker. The Rhians didn't seem to notice anything. They had their full attention on their own dragon, who had suddenly become wilder as though she knew another dragon was close. Constance kept a hand on Emi as she hid behind the dense grove of trees. They were hidden fairly well, but Constance didn't think they were hidden well enough to stop the Rhians from seeing them if they began searching. After all, it was difficult to completely hide a dragon.