Enzalie Alternate Ending

“No I am perfectly fine thanks. But really I was in the upstairs room of the building you know and there was a mirror and a monster and…”

The door was splattered with blood. The door exuded the scent of death. Satisfying my curiosity, I proceeded to open the door just a crack. The smell came in a hot wave to my nose. It almost seemed to burn my nose, it was so rotten. I was aghast at the sheer sight of rotten corpses that met my eyes when I opened the door.

While she and Razaa crouched in the corner where the sliding glass and wall met, he ran to the hallway door. The same gust of air sliced through the room a second time. Shariff fell forward. His body slammed against the door in front of him. A line of red followed him down the door as he slid to the

At the front gate, there were weeds all over what used to be a garden. The door suddenly swung on its creaky hinges. Pitch black. You couldn’t see a thing in the cabin. Every couple of minutes shingles would fall off the roof. I was scared. Terrified. Then I heard creaking floorboards.

The house grew darker as he travelled through, hoping he entered the right room. He stumbled over a pile of wood left from the flooring. Catching himself, he called out to the girl again.

“Okay, there’s a small object in your foot near the bone, but doesn’t look like it did any damage to the bone. So, I have to go in there and remove it, and you’ll be fine.”

Many years ago there was a handsome immortal man named Solarius, who was the human representation of the sun. He was the offspring of the sun god Helios and wandered the earth from dawn until dusk, when he disappears with the sun. For years Solarius was oblivious to the moon rising as the sun set, until one day he turned back just before he faded away and was stunned by the beauty of the moon and it’s companion. As Solarius fades away, he vows to learn more about the mysterious maiden.

“Your grandfather didn’t just die Faith, he was murdered. My father put rat poison in his wine that night that our families got together for a dance. I tried so hard to stop him but he locked me up in my room so I couldn’t.” Embry had a shaky voice and a loud cry now. My head swarmed with terrible thoughts that I couldn’t get out of my head. My whole family thought he died of a heart attack. What if my parents really knew the truth and weren’t telling me? Why is Embry going for me and not anybody else? I collapsed to the ground. Lily immediately ran out from the popcorn cart and held me tight. It felt like my world was coming to an end. Embry kept apologizing like it was all her fault.

The car was silent as Ino drove Sakura to her pregnancy class. She hoped that Sakura would be ok she could only imagine how she must have felt. "Sakura how did it go?"

Inside there were no signs of a party either. A feeling of unease followed the shiver up his spine. The sensation seemed to be coming from his stomach which had shrunk to the size of a nickel. His ears reached out for any signs of life as his eyes tried to penetrate the gloom inside the front foyer.

With a grimace, he closed the distance between them. “Much obliged. Damn outlaws ambushed me,” he said.

With a strained smile, he turned and placed a comforting arm around the young Latino’s shoulders. “So this is it. Home sweet home.”

Lovino stared at the ceiling, praying that what he was hearing wasn’t what he was actually hearing. The other possibilities flashed through his head; the cat, the other cat, maybe Grandpa was playing the drums, maybe the house was settling.

It was supposed to remain serene like it’s past years slumbering, yet, despite all of this, it awakened just to shake his village to it’s last roots. At first, it was another mellow rumble in the sky, over the peak of the lush mountains; there wasn’t very much to think but respite at the noise. Ceniza was sure that thunder brought rain in Quito, at least enough for his parents to drink instead of grimy dish water. No matter how much he feared the building sound, Ceniza forced himself out of the quiet hut out for at least one bucket of water, stretching out a metallic container in faith- just until a terrifying roar emerged from beneath him, evolving into a louder resound as the ground below him shifted violently, throwing Ceniza off balance.

Unrequited love is love that is not reciprocated. It is unlikely that the person being loved will ever return the love even if a large amount of time has passed. In Great Expectations by Charles Dickens, Pip falls in love with Estella the first time he meets her, but she does not love Pip back. Throughout Pip’s life, he thinks about how beautiful Estella is and how she was meant for him. The novel ends with an original ending, where Pip finds out how Estella has remarried so he remains single, and a revised ending, which suggests that Pip and Estella might have a relationship together.