Creative Writing: Maxim Killed Rebecca
“What time did you say it was?” I asked.
“Twenty past two,” he said. (380)
-- (Alternate ending) --
“Will it all be over now?” I asked.
“What do you mean, over?”
“Well, are we going to finally live the life we desired all this time?”
He did not answer. I think it may be too early to ask him this question. He’s been to hell and back. I can’t imagine the way he feels.
The same three words have constantly been echoing in my head: “Maxim killed Rebecca”. Over and over and over. It just never stops. They changed my life. Those words made that vile, manipulative woman finally disappear.
“Are we almost there Maxim?”
“Close, we are nearing the estate.”
As we approached Manderley, I thought about our future together; Maxim and I. Will we tell our eventual children the horrifying events that transpired that year in Manderley? Will they find out about Rebecca? …show more content…
I felt an unusual sensation as we entered the gate of Manderley. It was a mixture of nostalgia and relief. Too much time has passed since I have last seen the vast, winding drive leading to the mansion. Not until now did I realize how much I longed to once more, see those distinctly red rhododendrons.
“Maxim, before we go inside, we need to speak with each other.”
“What about?” He replied.
“You seem... well, I don’t know- different. I’m sure you’re very shaken up from this whole investigation but something else seems to be troubling you.”
“Nothing is wrong, I’m just awfully tired.”
“Maxim, don’t lie to me.”
“Please leave me alone, it has been a long
“Twenty past two,” he said. (380)
-- (Alternate ending) --
“Will it all be over now?” I asked.
“What do you mean, over?”
“Well, are we going to finally live the life we desired all this time?”
He did not answer. I think it may be too early to ask him this question. He’s been to hell and back. I can’t imagine the way he feels.
The same three words have constantly been echoing in my head: “Maxim killed Rebecca”. Over and over and over. It just never stops. They changed my life. Those words made that vile, manipulative woman finally disappear.
“Are we almost there Maxim?”
“Close, we are nearing the estate.”
As we approached Manderley, I thought about our future together; Maxim and I. Will we tell our eventual children the horrifying events that transpired that year in Manderley? Will they find out about Rebecca? …show more content…
I felt an unusual sensation as we entered the gate of Manderley. It was a mixture of nostalgia and relief. Too much time has passed since I have last seen the vast, winding drive leading to the mansion. Not until now did I realize how much I longed to once more, see those distinctly red rhododendrons.
“Maxim, before we go inside, we need to speak with each other.”
“What about?” He replied.
“You seem... well, I don’t know- different. I’m sure you’re very shaken up from this whole investigation but something else seems to be troubling you.”
“Nothing is wrong, I’m just awfully tired.”
“Maxim, don’t lie to me.”
“Please leave me alone, it has been a long