Alternate Ending, ASP
Alternate Ending, A Separate Peace
From inside we could hear Phineas fall clumsily down the white marble stairs. Everyone stayed calm as we rushed outside to assist him. Finny said he couldn’t move or feel his legs and people started splitting up to go get help and shouting orders. Once the doctors and nurses arrived some of us helped to move him to the infirmary. After what seemed like hours Dr. Stanpole came out to tell us the news. He told us something we never expected. Phineas severed his spine. He was paralyzed from the waist down and would never be able to walk again. He said that Phineas needed rest so everyone should go back to their rooms. Everyone left but I was frozen. It was almost as if I had fallen with Phineas, I couldn’t bring my legs to move or walk away.
After a long time of being seemingly frozen, I finally moved. I couldn’t go back to my room. I walked back to the white marble stairs. Then down the river. To the tree. I stood there staring at it, wishing it was never there in the first place. The sun started to rise so I headed back to my room. There was a note from Dr. Stanpole waiting for me, saying that Phineas would be well enough for me to visit him that day. Somehow I managed to get through some classes in the morning and then I decided to head to the Infirmary.
As I entered his room I was glad to see that he was awake. That’s a good sign, I told myself. Finny greeted me without a trace of friendliness, and I told him, “I’ve been trying to tell you...” His face seemed calm as he spoke, “You simply didn’t know what you were doing in the tree, is that it?” “Yes, yes of course you’re right, but how can you believe that?” “I think I understand that it wasn’t personal. I think I can believe you.”
Dr. Stanpole came in just then and told us that nothing could be done to fix Finny’s condition and that he would need a wheelchair because he would be paralyzed for life. We were shocked. Nobody said anything for awhile. Dr. Stanpole left the
From inside we could hear Phineas fall clumsily down the white marble stairs. Everyone stayed calm as we rushed outside to assist him. Finny said he couldn’t move or feel his legs and people started splitting up to go get help and shouting orders. Once the doctors and nurses arrived some of us helped to move him to the infirmary. After what seemed like hours Dr. Stanpole came out to tell us the news. He told us something we never expected. Phineas severed his spine. He was paralyzed from the waist down and would never be able to walk again. He said that Phineas needed rest so everyone should go back to their rooms. Everyone left but I was frozen. It was almost as if I had fallen with Phineas, I couldn’t bring my legs to move or walk away.
After a long time of being seemingly frozen, I finally moved. I couldn’t go back to my room. I walked back to the white marble stairs. Then down the river. To the tree. I stood there staring at it, wishing it was never there in the first place. The sun started to rise so I headed back to my room. There was a note from Dr. Stanpole waiting for me, saying that Phineas would be well enough for me to visit him that day. Somehow I managed to get through some classes in the morning and then I decided to head to the Infirmary.
As I entered his room I was glad to see that he was awake. That’s a good sign, I told myself. Finny greeted me without a trace of friendliness, and I told him, “I’ve been trying to tell you...” His face seemed calm as he spoke, “You simply didn’t know what you were doing in the tree, is that it?” “Yes, yes of course you’re right, but how can you believe that?” “I think I understand that it wasn’t personal. I think I can believe you.”
Dr. Stanpole came in just then and told us that nothing could be done to fix Finny’s condition and that he would need a wheelchair because he would be paralyzed for life. We were shocked. Nobody said anything for awhile. Dr. Stanpole left the