Gordok Alternate Ending

As Oekeke awoke, he shifted in his bed with a pain coming from his chest. It wasn’t a pain that made you clench up and scream, he knew from that moment something was very wrong. He tried to open his at last, from when he awoke his eyes were still weary but it seemed as though he was stuck in time. His heart pumped faster and his mind was propelling from left to right to across the back and back. All he could think of was his family, but with such confusion he could hardly focus on the realty of his situation. It was a sensation he’d never felt ever before, and as he saw his life flash by him he knew the only thing he could do was to wait it out. The old man finally grasped control of his life covered in sweat and disorientation. He asked

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

Charles smiled. “Then it is no trick that I intervened. As I said, I saw this man fight, and I sought almost immediately to have him.”

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.

"Honestly, I don't plan to kill you," Charles murmured, stepping past Brandon with the anti-necrolyze rifle in his hands. "You took away my ability to take care of my family, so I guess it's just fair if I do the same to you. Now, you get to feel the helplessness I've experienced." And he walked away with a guffaw. "How satisfying!"

“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.

“Hurry up!” Sam screamed at his brother Max. The two boys raced towards the gathering crowd. Today was the Woodbury county fair and Sam did not want to miss it.

“You will. You’ll be her guardian and safeguard her on this unruly journey.” Dominic was presently experiencing an information overload and feeling the pressure pounds him.

I take in my surroundings, as I feel my body getting numb from my toes on upward. After floating for hours, I spot a woodsy island I decide looks about a quarter mile away. I wade over to CJ and Jacob, noticing they are the closest people to where I was at. I watch as CJ pathetically hugs his only remaining plane carry-on, his baseball glove. He mopes the entire time it takes me to swim over to them, until he notices me, and he gives one last whimper before wiping his eyes and putting on a brave facial expression. Jacob smirks, knowing I had already seen CJ previously crying. My first instinct would have been to laugh at him, but now was not the time for that. We had fallen into the seas and had no idea where our luggage was, let alone where

The Lord sighed as he knelt down in front of the other. He took off his hood smiled so saccharinely at him. Steward’s face turned bright red as he stared at the most handsome male in the entire world.

Notably, The giant fireball began to crack with a white light all around it, making the ball of fire shine

“Though I see where you’re coming from, Adler, I can’t help but wonder what makes you feel so much for the serial killer?”

“Off, off, off!”Fluke the fat, lazy, black sea lion barked at the lonely sea lion, Gerald. “Yeah, off, Gerald!” barked Fluke’s copycat sea lion, Rudder. Fluke then pushed me off the island. “I’ll get you back one day, Fluke!” Gerald barked as he sunk into the water.

The sky went dark, the first firework lights up the sky with its heart shaped, bright red show. As they went

“The captain was right in asking me not hurting you, since not only were you telling the truth, you are also a great person” Siri added in a humble tone. “Anyway, the captain is almost always right. It must be because he gathers the knowledge of the nobles and the instinct and the tenacity of the warriors.” Siri’s voice became dreamy and her face lit.