Panda Alternate Ending

Hope is now showering my heart knowing that, now that you’ve let me go, I will still be able to find the one fate has set for me to give my heart to. I know he’ll be the one to complete me the way we couldn’t complete each other, nor help each other grow.

As I was driving back home from work in the lumber mill, I saw a carnival which wasn’t there when I went to work this morning. I decided to stop and see what was there. I forgot my jacket at work, so i was cold, especially since it was I cold, chilly December night. I walked into the carnival and I saw a sign meet the best fakir in England. I was shocked by the statement that he was the best, so I wanted to go talk to him myself. I walked into his tent which is on it’s own side of the carnival, alone, away from everyone. He told me, “ You are the one I have been waiting for”.

For the red pandas size they have a long gestation period which lasts approximately 135 days, on average they have two offspring at a time but this can range between one and four a litter. Red pandas grow slowly so they do not become sexually mature until they are 18 months old, but 80% of red panda cubs do not live to the age of maturity. Once the red panda reaches sexual maturity it can continue to reproduce up until death, mating usually occurs during the winter season from January to mid-March and give birth around June. During the mating season a female red panda will generally mate with more than one male to ensure fertilization, the male red panda will attract the female by making a rawr-like sound and if another male is near the two

“I couldn't joke about the person who'd saved me from facing absolute heartbreak at home, who fed my family boxes of sweets,who ran to me worried that I was hurt if I asked for him. A month ago, I had looked at the TV and seen a stiff, distant, boring person-someone I couldn't imagine anyone loving. While he wasn't anything close to the person I did love, he was worthy of having someone to love in his life.”

“Sometimes when you look back on a situation, you realize it wasn’t all you thought it was. A beautiful girl walked into your life. You fell in love. Or did you? Maybe it was only a childish infatuation,or maybe just a brief moment of vanity.”

Moonlight engulfed the island, concealing its dark nature. An eerie silence hung in the air soon broken by the sound of creepers and faint footsteps. A group of boys emerged out of the thick jungle of shadows, with Jack at the lead and Ralph close behind. They walked duly, pace slowing down by the minute. A cool, dense, fog surrounded them, masking their path ahead. Jack squinted his eyes, trying to adjust his vision to the ever growing fog.

He broke off and began to walk up and down a desolate path of fruit rinds and discarded favors and crushed flowers. "I wouldn't ask too much of her," I ventured. "You can't repeat the past." "Can't repeat the past?" he cried incredulously.

‘Daisy, that’s all over now,’ he said earnestly. ‘It doesn’t matter any more. Just tell him the truth—that you never loved him—and it’s all wiped out forever.’ She looked at him blindly. ‘Why,—how could I love him —possibly?’ ‘You never loved him.’

Changmin closed his eyes and allowed his other senses to be engulfed with what was only him. His smell, touch, sound and overall presence. How can one person demand so much with so little? Changmin was caught very much in his web of charms; just like a fly caught by the spider. The more he struggled the more he found himself unable to fly away.

“I’m sorry, my love,” I said as my eyes began to water. She grabbed her chest in pain and stared at me. Her eyes teared up and a single tear ran down her cheek as she took her final breath. I did what I had done so many times before, but I never felt any remorse for my actions until then.

“Phil and I have been dating since I was 16. Phil has my name written on his wrist, but I don’t have his. I love Phil, more than anything, more than anyone I’ve ever met. Phil may not be my soulmate on my wrist, but he’s my soulmate in my heart. I’m sorry, truly I’m sorry. I’m sorry that you waited for me when I didn’t wait for you. But there’s no way I’m leaving Phil,” Dan said. He was crying by this point, so I wiped the tears off his cheek.

Skylar. Something has changed in her. There’s longing, now, maybe even desperation, as opposed to the thinly veiled annoyance that was her default expression not too long ago. I don’t know exactly what I did do earn this sudden change of heart, but frankly, it’s not the right time. I turn to her and her eyes are puffy and tinted in a watery version of the violet blood running in her veins. She looked like she might cry. I put my hand on hers, trying to reassure her that I’ll be fine. It’s nothing more than a reflex, though, an unconscious reaction to familiar stimuli. Her eyes dart quickly back and forth, searching for something in the set of my features, a confirmation of some feeling or emotion, perhaps. All that’s there is exhaustion. My nerves are raw and frayed and her expression is enough to make my barely contained rage boil over. I imagine for a second, how easy it would be to carve that desperate look off of her face but I know that she is only trying to help me, and I cannot allow myself the indulgence of being like the rest of

“I don’t see this getting any better,” I stated blankly. I watched as the words pierced through her eyes and into her heart. I knew exactly what it had meant to say that, and so did she. I had basically said “There’s no chance i’ll stay together with you, and now we are over.”

The wicked, suffocating presence churning around him felt like a cyclone made of microscopic blades and the buzzing noise in his head grew alarmingly louder. He banged his fists against the slimy stone walls until his skin began to scrape off, each strike more urgent than the last.

"...i’ve been showing up to this all wrong, or perhaps, just way too long… in hopes of re-igniting a brief memory or fueling a future fantasy…but in the here-and-now, this 'trying to be friends thing' just ain’t gonna fly and I must now activate a radical act of self-love, amputate what's left and simply say good-bye…"