Lystra Alternate Ending Essay

Shifting in my saddle for the hundreds of times and not because my seat was uncomfortable, rather I dreaded meeting Ezana after the fact I spoke disrespectfully. Later that day, I had to admit, getting away with such foolish actions had been pure luck.

After leaving the big house Percy and I went down to the lake and sat down at the end of the pier. No words were needed as we simply sat there with our fingers entwined and my head on his shoulder. Eventually we stood up and walked back towards the cabins. When we got to his cabin I gave him a peck on the cheek murmured a quick goodbye and headed to my cabin. Thankfully after everything that has happened, I had learned to keep a packed backpack at all times so I simply added a few more books and got ready for bed.

He walked down stairs and I waited in the shadows as he looked around fearful calling my name. “Mircalla, sweetie come back before I have to write to your mother.” I snarled and lunged at him from behind smashing the side of his face on the stone floor. I chained him up in the same fashion he did to me but I wasn’t as generous with starvation. I chained him down and locked the door never returning. A few years later I had gotten word of his death and that the Vordenburg family had it out for the Karnstein’s but it didn’t matter to me. I would never be put in a situation like that again. I will now have all the control and never let what’s left of my heart fall to sick ways of Mother. It concerned me greatly to know she had

The play Lysistrata is written by Aristophanes during Ancient Greece. Lysistara is the main character of the play she is the woman that remains strong and dedicated and is viewed separate from the other women. She does not have any sexual desire to be with any of the men or flirt with them nor does she have a husband. During the play Lysistrata wanted to end the Peloponnesians between the Athens and Sparta. Lysistrata was able to get more respect from the men before she decided to go on with her plan. She eventually holds a meeting with the women all from different parts of Greece to discuss her plan of how they are going to win the war. She tells the women they need to withhold anything sexual with a man therefore making them put an end to the war. The social issues identified within the literature is that the women were able to have a form of power which was not common during ancient Greece.

It replayed over and over in my head. The screams and shouts echoing. They grew louder and louder, shoving me into the back corner, behind the old red rain coat, never worn. The floor was cold as ice, the room was so dark you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face. My heart beat rapidly, louder and louder, as it beat out of my chest. What was I doing, why was I here? Let the noise stop, let them surrender.

Frank, a middle-aged university professor was proud to say he wasn’t fond of people. He drank as he taught his students during the day, he drank as he read literature from his overflowing bookshelves, and he drank as he went home that evening to his miserable wife. It was a never-ending cycle. Frank, being a university professor was assumed “upper class” in society and “educated”. He should take his life for granted; he has a well-paying job and goes home every day to a well-built, expensive house. Although, he longed for something or someone different to come into his life and make him feel alive again.

It was dark all around Naruto. The darkness wasn’t terribly frightening. No, it was calming—the light reminded him all to well of the flickering of the villagers’ torches.

One morning, Gregor Samsa awoke from a night just like any other. He lay on his back, glancing over his shoulder at the alarm clock, “5:30.” he said to himself. He stood up and easily glided out of bed, walking over to the textile samples he had laying on the table.

Before Lorenna knew it, the clock struck six and her final tutor left. Nara groaned, wanting nothing more than to hide in her room as she made her way into the dining room.

“I thought at first that she was a ghost and cried a lot.” Sophia’s eyes glossed over as if reliving the experience. I was about to get up to ask for a box of tissues when she glanced over at me and stopped me. “Please don’t. I need to tell you this in one sitting for her and to have the kidnapper stopped.” There was a lengthy pause as she braced herself to continue and this time with tears slowly falling down her cheek. “She didn’t move for a long time as she just let me cry. I think at some point I fell asleep and when I woke up again two guys were there to give us our food.” There was an even longer silence. Sophia had stopped crying and had a puzzled look again.

his suit and goes to bed. He tosses and turns all night and lays awake fromfour till his alarm goes off and he hesitates and slowly clicks his alarm clock.He gets up and jumps into the shower and goes into the kitchen and his dad issitting at the table eating breakfast. Romeo slowly walks over and sits downat the table. His dad slowly sips his coffee and makes eye contact with him.“So how was prom?” Romeo smiles at first then slightly hesitates and says “Itwas great actually, I met a girl”. “I heard, your mom told me, is it true thatshe’s the daughter of a Capulet?” “Yea dad, she is” “You know how we feelabout that right?” “Yea dad.” Romeo gets up from the table and goes outsidefor the bus. The bus pulls up right as Romeo gets to the stop.

One night, the usual screech of Larissa’s door awoke me. She cautiously made her way down the stairs until…. “Hey. Where are you even going?”, I inquired.

Maison was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring down at their shoes. The shoes were battered and dirty, memories of blood and fights in every crack and crevice. They hadn’t had the desire to get new ones since they had gotten back. Gotten back, that was such a bullshit way to phrase it. They hadn’t gone anywhere, they had been there the whole time, the whole, long, awful time. They hadn’t been in Cuba or Wisconsin or London. They had been trapped within their body as something dark and evil destroyed almost everything it laid it’s eyes on. The worst part was that it hadn’t been completely awful. Maison had enjoyed it, deep down in themselves.

Screams echoed down the halls from the brass lined wooden door that lead to the dungeons. The screams had become a regular occurrence ever since the recent pop-up attacks from the Baikalsk army. Sometimes rouge attackers would find their way into the kingdom but they would soon be captured by the guards and then interrogated by the Lady Katherine herself.

I saw Eurydice fall to the ground I run to her. She says three words when I get to her ‘’I love you’’ then I see a snake go away. Then I feel her get cold and she closed her eyes. I thought about it, I could save her from the underworld. As I Make my way to the underworld I get there it smells like garbage all I see is a river of bones. I see someone from a distance 6’10 man with a pointy nose and with all red clothes, with dark red skin. He was coming closer and closer to me I was nervous, I pulled out my knife. As he comes closer I get out of the rusty broken boat then one of the dead gray bodies grab my foot. So I fall and kick the hand off. The 6’10’’ man is in front of me; the knife goes flying in the air. He asked me why I was here then