Erykah 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

She slumped to the floor of the the cottage”. This was really big for her because she just got freed from enslavement, then she learns that she will be reminded of that everyday of her life by this slavery child.

After Robert proposes a swim, everyone is ready to follow him, but he lingers at the rear of the crowd with the two lovers. The Pontelliers and Ratignolles walk ahead, and Mrs. Pontellier wonders why Robert sometimes chooses not to spend every waking minute with her. She misses him whenever he's not there. The walk to the beach provides a lot of sensory stimulation: people are singing; the sea, earth, and flowers each gives off a pungent smell; and the seascape appears calm and mystical. Mrs. Pontellier, who has been trying to learn how to swim the entire summer, suddenly and miraculously begins to swim through the ocean, much to the surprise of her companions. Feeling strong and exuberant, she swims out alone and suddenly panics. When she

So, Ainsley does not prepare like the note says, because for all she knows, she could be imagining all of this. She remembers seeing studies about how much psychological damages occur to people in solitary confinement. Just as she drifts in and out of sleep, eager to dream about her children, the heavy metal door in her room slowly creaks open. Ainsley jerks out of bed as she sees a tall female guard silhouetted in the

Sammy looked around for his girls once again and as he was thinking where they were and what they were doing a loud car horn interrupted his thoughts. He turned around and couldn’t believe what he saw. It was Queenie. She was smiling at looking directly at Sammy. He wasn’t sure whether it was a dream or not but he wanted this moment to last forever. Sammy decided to approach Queenie even though he didn’t know what to say and how to act. The closer he was, the more scenarios of what would happen next, were crossing his mind. Then all of the sudden, the pleasingly sweet voice said:

Edie felt strange claiming ownership over her new bedroom, but also felt uncomfortable spending time with her housemates – who she considered strangers, despite being people who behaved as though they knew her well. As a result, she had taken to spending hours upon hours wandering around London every day. Fortunately, such a busy area allowed for numerous new experiences to occupy her time; in many ways, she found it rather pleasant. However, considering she hadn’t travelled there of her own volition, and came from a different time period in addition to a different country, she was also feeling overwhelmed by it all.

She writes on how the bed is nailed to the ground metaphorically speaking that she is trapped in the space she is in. She cannot go anywhere except remain in the room that is making her crazy. She also speaks on how the windows are barred. It is a prison that has no escape for her. She feels isolated and restricted and her feelings only worsen being in the room.

Touya cracked his whip against the ground, ignoring Amanojaku. The small youkai scowled at the obvious form of disrespect.

“ We have a family picked out, they are willing to take you today. Well if you are ready today. You need to get a bag of stuff to take”

The first scene in the book explains to us that her and John just obtained a small house for the summer. She describes the house as a beautiful place with a garden and spots where greenhouses used to be,

“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”

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.

Emily Grierson is a very misunderstood individual. She lived her entire 74 years of life in the same house in the same city of Jefferson, Mississippi and yet, only a very small group of people can claim they know much about the woman, especially during the later years of her life. She had a mysterious way about her which intrigued all of those around her. The story of “A Rose for Emily” does not occur in chronological order and as a reader, it almost portrays the illusion of being a newcomer to Jefferson, Mississippi and learning about her story through gossip which plays a huge role in this story. As the story begins, Mrs. Grierson has just recently passed and the town gathered at her residency to give condolences and subdue their curiosities.

This cottage is my families go to summer vacation spot, and will always remain that way. The cottage is one big story book where we are either adding pages with each trip or discovering new ones with the things we find. The fun we always have here is taken for granted way too often. This place is where I grew up during the summer I have learned an enormous amount of things here that will carry on throughout my life. The family, work, fun, all the things ever done right here in these walls have made the strong connection I have with this cottage. As I grow older I have realized my time here will become limited, but hanging on to these memories I have created will always keep this place alive in my heart. Childhood experiences like the ones I have grown up with make people who they

The pain in Vera's voice was so raw that Karishma felt its phantom limbs crushing her heart too. She longed to go to the other girl and hug her or put a hand on her shoulder or *anything* to show her that she wasn't alone. But then she walked away, leaving the clearing without a backward glance.