Scarlet Letter Alternate Ending Essay

Of all the horrid actions in the Scarlet Letter, none are so inexcusable as the despicable treatment of a helpless, innocent girl. The daughter of an incompetent pariah and a mentally unstable liar, little Pearl Prynne was no more than a tool to justify the misdeeds of the wicked people around her. She suffered far more than anyone else at the hands of those who should have loved her and the town over.

"No wonder he cares for you so deeply. You have known him so long." She said almost cheerfully as if it was a good

​Lawrence smiled broadly. “I’m glad you did.” He studied her face closely, noticing her brilliant blue eyes. “You look gorgeous. You’re even prettier now than you were then.”

“I’m not staring, I’m admiring. “Edward said, still looking across the cafeteria at her. Lexi had long brown hair and dark brown eyes the color of dark chocolate. She usually had her hair in a ponytail or a braid. Today

“What are you saying?” I ask already knowing the answer. She already has tears forming in the corner of her eyes , “I’m saying that maybe we should call off the wedding for now. Just until you have everything sorted out and everything goes back to normal.”

When she meets Dimmesdale in the forest in Chapter 18, Hawthorne says, “ The tendency of her fate and fortunes had been to set her free. The scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread.”

Her legs were long, lean, and tan. Her blue shorts were loose, unlike her shirt. It was pitch black; showing all her curves and her flat toned stomach, but sadly it didn't show anything more than her neck and hands. Her dark brown hair was pulled in a high, messy ponytail. A strand of hair had fallen out and was on her full pink lips a split second before she unconsciously brushed it away. I took a moment before I finally looked her into her brown eyes. They weren't the brightest but by far the most captivating as she too studied me.

“You know, maybe it’d just be better to end things right now. Save ourselves the trouble later. I mean that’d be easier, right?!” she said, calmly.

She leaned back in her chair, slowly sipping her Cosmopolitan, her eyes roaming him. His suit was custom tailored, she could tell by the buttons on the arms and the material she had felt brush up against her when they had shaken hands. The white shirt and tie were of the same high quality. His skin was tanned and was the first indicator that he had passed the legal age for drinking a while back, probably about twenty years or so. But aging had probably made him more attractive, she admitted as she looked into his eyes.

The setting of Nathaniel Hawthorne’s “The Scarlet letter” is crucial to the understanding of the event that takes place in the story. The setting of the story is in Salem, Massachusetts during the Puritan era. During the Puritan era, adultery was taken as a very serious sin, and this is what Hester and Dimmesdale committ with each other. Because of the sin, their lives change, Hester has to walk around in public with a Scarlet Letter “A” which stands for adultery, and she is constantly being tortured and is thought of as less than a person. Dimmesdale walks around with his sin kept as secret, because he never admits his sin, his mental state is changing, and the sin degrades his well-being. Chillingworth

She is disgusted at her mercenary and calculating sisters, who deceive their father. She prefers to “love and be silent.”

“Sorry, but I'd rather marry Padraig. He’s a farmer, so I don't have to worry about his head getting ripped off in battle,” she said with a nonchalant shrug. “So… sorry?”

"Your mother has quite the eye," Delia says walking toward her. "Now can I get my hug?"

"I don't know how this will end nor where or in what condition you and me will finish, but I'm sure of one thing. You will be with Kristoff."

“Human nature will not flourish, any more than a potato, if it be planted and replanted for too long a series of generations in the same worn-out soil. My children have had other birthplaces, and, so far as their fortunes may be within my control, shall strike their roots into unaccustomed earth.” (23)-Nameless narrator’s narration