Thursday, April 28, 2016

Ending Revision, Mrs. Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

There were a two rowboats on the sides of the one Emma, Hugh, and I were in. I looked to the boat on my right and saw Brownyn smiling and holding Mrs. Peregrine's camera in the air. I smiled back at her. We had decided earlier to start a new camera roll and leave the old photos at the orphanage. Maybe one day I could have my own pile of old photos - containing memories of my childhood - as well as wonderful stories to share with my family. 
Brownyn put her camera down and lifted her other arm, pointing at something behind me. I turned around and saw black silhouettes of battleships progressing on the horizon.
We rowed faster.

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

The real ending for The Giver

Jones held Gabriel close to him, he tried the best he could to shelter the infant from the cold. He looked up at the mountain towering ahead of him, the little sunlight that there was reflecting on the snow, creating a thousand diamonds that sparkled and shimmered in the light. It created a blinding effect that made his situation a whole lot worse.
Just this mountain Jones thought after this mountain I should be good, but if there is just blank space beyond this mountain then… no, he couldn’t think of it that way. He looked down at Gabriel, the little baby’s lips where a purple-blue, like his fingers. He had to make it through the storm, had to keep Gabriel alive, and the only way to do both of those things was to go up the mountain.

Jones started up, taking in deep breathes that froze his lungs. He stumbled a little and fell, but he got back up, he had to. Jones compared how far he had gone to how far he had to go, a third of the way there, maybe. He kept on going, trying his hardest to keep Gabriel alive. In what seemed to Jonas like forever, he finally reached the top of the mountain and fell, he fell for eternity falling into abyss Finally his head touched the soft padding of snow, he loved the way it felt, laying down he didn’t need to worry about climbing up the hill. He thought he could rest there forever but then he heard a sound. He looked down and saw Gabriel crying, the tears freezing into ice of his face and that just made him cry more. Jones hugged him tightly and used all of the memory of sun he could get and transferred it into the baby. He looked down and actually thought he could see Gabriel smile a little. That's when Jones looked down the hill and he saw a house with something rising out of it, he couldn’t think of what it was exactly, but searching his memories he thought it might be smoke, or steam, he couldn’t tell for sure, though.

Then he looked down some more and saw it, a sled, its silver runners gleaming in the radiant sun. Jones picked up the rope, got on the sled, and used his feet to push off. Holding the rope with one hand and carrying gabriel with the other made it hard to have control over the sled, although using his memory of how he had done it before made it possible. After an exhilarating three minutes of straight downhill his ride came to a stop, he stood up, he was about five yards away from the house. He started toward it  yet on the porch he stopped, he didn’t know what to do next, the Giver hadn’t given him any memories on how to summon the residents of the house. Back home he would have pressed the button by the door and that would call whoever was inside, yet this house didn’t have a button. So he decided to say hello, and as soon as he did a woman appeared at the door, she looked at Gabriel and then at Jones, and before he could speak she let him inside. Inside there were children unwrapping boxes and as soon as they tore them open they would gasp at what was inside. Jones listened to the laughter, felt the atmosphere of the place and came up with the word from a memory the Giver had given him, a word that described the whole situation it one syllable-love.

Harry Potter: The Deathly Hallows

    And with that, Harry awoke in his bed under the stairs. No. This could not be a dream. He thought to himself how immense all of it was. There was no way possible that he could dream several years of experiences at Hogwarts and other locations. he looked to his night stand and saw CD, next to a TV. he did what any curious wizard would do and put the shiny object into the DVD player. As he hit play, Hermione's face appeared on the screen. She started speaking as if she was there. Could this be a new form of communication?
     She then said," Harry, your probably wondering how you got back to your bed under the stairs. Your probably also wondering how I know this information. But what you do not know is that in your most previous battle with Voldemort, you were struck in the head. He cast upon you a spell that can only be broke by killing yourself. The spell makes it so you can only remember the events that happened before the spell was cast. So yes, it all really did happen. And the bed your lying on right now is actually a replica of your previous one. Me, you, Ron, and some other people have gone into hiding.Voldemort is still alive and is attempting to find us. I cannot be certain that you will see us when you step out of your door, but your wand is mostly likely under your bed. Sincerely, Hermione."
        Harry's mind was so struck he could barely comprehend what was happening. And why did she speak so quickly? Why was there so little information shared in the message? And if this was a replica of his former bedroom,where was he? Harry then stood,picked his bed up, and there sat his wand. He proceeded to pick it up and set outside. What he saw as he exited his bedroom was so devastating and sad he considered going back into his bedroom. For he sat upon a single island of ground. He was not on an island in the sea, but surrounded by a vast expanse of fire and devastation. Off in the distance, he saw what he thought to be a castle. But it did not sit on ground. In fact, Harry was perched upon a single cylinder like piece of ground. There were no stairs or slides to get down. So then, Harry set of to try to reach the hovering castle.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

The Rewritten Ending of The Tale of Despereaux

    “What did you say your name was,” the king asked. “His name is Despereaux,” the Pea said before Despereaux had a chance to speak. “Well, Despereaux, for you courage in saving my daughter, all mice are now welcome in my castle.” Antoinette gasped in surprise as she had been eavesdropping on the conversation.
    “Also,” the king said,”as I talked about your courage and bravery Despereaux, I grant you with the privilege of eating soup. In fact, I will now allow the entire kingdom to eat soup as they please.” The Princess Pea then spoke up, “Father, can we have a soup feast with all of the kingdom in honor of Despereaux?” “Yes, let us have a feast with all of the kingdom for the mouse and Despereaux, invite all of the mice you can find to the feast. Let the servants start preparing and someone tell Cook that we are going to be needing a lot of soup within the next few hours.”

    The Pea then got a tap on the shoulder and saw that Despereaux was standing there. “Thank you so much for suggesting the feast. I never thought I would tell you this but, I love you.”

Rewrite of the End of Diary of a Wimpy Kid

            Instead of trying to be in the yearbook as Class Clown I've decided that I would rather be chosen for most likely to succeed. In order to do that I need to beat Jenna Stewart which will be hard because she is super smart and clever and she can beat me at anything. I've decided that I also need to wear nice clothes to look presentable to my peers. 
           The reason I chose most likely to succeed is that I know that Rowley is a shoe-in for Class Clown. and if he doesn't win he will be mad at me.
            After the yearbook was published on the last day of school me and Rowley raced to go buy one. I flipped to the Most Likely To... page and found my name, but it wasn't where I suspected.  Me and Rowley were both chosen to be Class Clowns. Rowley was so happy that he came up to me and gave me a  big hug. No Wonder he and I were picked Class Clown.

Monday, April 25, 2016

Ending revision, Diary of a Wimpey Kid #1

     I flipped, through the pages of the school year book. So what if rowley did get the award class clown. All I can say is that I have a free year book if you want one?  But if rowley gets to famous I'll tell people that he ate the cheese and that'll bring him down a few notches. And the worst part is that I can't sulke at rowleies because it's so easy to bet him at video games.

Ending Revision, Kingdom Keepers Power Play

As Finn pushed the button to return home, he heard a faint scream.  When he returned home, he texted all the other keepers to see if they heard it to. They all answered immediately saying they did. The next day at school, all they could think about was who the scream might have came from. Half way through the day, Finn gets a text from Jess saying they need to meet up ASAP after school. When school is finally over, Finn meets Jess at the nearby smoothie shop. They sit down and Jess has a scared look on her face and Finn knows something bad is going on. Jess tells him that Amanda never came back last night. She believes the scream everyone heard came from Amanda. As she continues to explain, she suddenly stops and pulls out her journel and pen and immediately starts drawing. Finn knows what is happening though, Jess is having another vision. As he watches her draw, he gets the chills and knows that tonight is going to be long and dangerous, but they must find Amanda.