Kuroo Alternate Ending

Sachi let out a small scream as her scarf dropped to the floor. Kenzo stepped back. ‘You really are a monster!’ he roared. He began to laugh hysterically”

Onida straighten out the furs around us. “It’s a secret berry patch that you’ll discover someday with someone special.”

Having explored most of Berk already, Klara forced herself to venture past the safety and travel into the rest of the Barbaric Archipelago. It was the Gryffindor Pride Month after all, and she figured she should embrace her inner braveness, however deeply it was hidden. Somewhat hesitantly, she mounted Bellona. The little dragon was just big enough that Klara could ride on top of her without falling over; she soothingly stroked her dragon's ginger fur, tightening her legs around the dragon's frame. There was something almost comforting about flying with Bellona; she wasn't as afraid of falling as she was with a broom. She trusted Bellona. One couldn't really trust a broom, now could they?

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?"

“I just don’t understand why…” Krystal was having so much trouble breathing that she couldn’t finish her sentence. She blew her nose before she went on.

Long blonde hair brushed against the metal. She growled quietly at the young prince. His eyes widened at what he saw inside the small cell. Tsukiyomi immediately shrank back in fear and shame at his shocked expression.

Kurapika wasn’t prepared for how cold and lonely this room would feel without Leorio. The silence, coupled with the sudden solitude, was just a little too much, too soon after tonight’s emotional blow-out.

Feigning confidence as he readies his own strike against the Evil Wizard, Faorit muses to himself “Thank Desna that that worked. I probably shouldn’t try spells for the first time in life or death situations again.”

Jinwoo knew that he wasn’t okay. He hadn’t been okay for a long time. Every day was a struggle for him to keep living. It was as if he was dangling from a cliff, but only had one hand to hang with. He tried his best to overcome it naturally, he really did. But it was never enough. Somebody always went too far with a joke, and Jinwoo would feel a tiny bit of his self esteem crumbling away. It was always a joke, but Jinwoo was never able to take it as one.

Hello I am the Tinwoods man. What I am going to say to the wizard is, can you please give me a new heart so I can love the little munchkin girl again.

"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.

"He hypnotized me the first night. It’s like I got lost in some state of limbo and when he framed me he released me. I never liked him from the day I met him, but he worked witchcraft on me.”

Plato’s analogy of the Soul-City in the republic proposes to examine justice at the communal level instead of at the individual level. He does this due to the complexities that come with the individual. It is difficult to observe encompassing ideas such as justice through something that is not fully understood by the individual itself. Comparatively, the political community is created by the individual which allows for better understanding, making it a better agent for this examination. This analogy created by Plato is of foundational importance for areas of academia where logic plays a part.

It was days like this that Makito truly lived for. Waking up to the sun shining through the blinds of his room, and the smell of coffee brewing.

Another target that I have changed was in February, because in January my target was to go to placement two times a week. I thought that this target was good because it will give me lots of experience working with elderly people which will benefit me in the future when I apply to university. I thought this target was useful because it will also allow me to complete my 100 hours of work experience before the end of year 12 and this was my motive behind setting my self this target to achieve it. I did managed to go to placement two times a week for two week but later I realised that it wont work out and that I need to change. This was because I realised that if I go to placement two times a week, it will mean that I have to go on Saturdays and Sundays because I have school from Monday to Fridays and going there after school won’t be a good idea because mostly all the residents will be in bed and they will be sleeping. This will reduce my experience and will also reduce my responsibilities at home. Another reason was that if I go after school, I won’t be able to complete my homework because I won’t be back until 8 and I will be tried for the next day. So I decided to change my target for next month. I understand that changing the action plan regularly is not a good idea because it won’t give the chance to develop. If I regularly change my action plan then I will become lacier and it will demotivates me from trying new things.