Dolphin Dream Alternate Ending
Eddie 9A
Dolphin dream alternate ending
It was a cold and rainy night, and I had just finished my late shift at the cemetery I worked at. The drive home wasn't too bad, it gave me a chance to think about life. As I pulled into the drive-way, I spotted an unfemiliar pair of red high-heels, sitting besides the front door. 'They aren't mine', I thought to myself.
I silently walked through the house, making as little noise as possible. I stood shocked as I saw my husband and his work assistant sleeping together in bed. The tears running down my face, and emotions running through my head caused me to break. I walked over to the kitchen counter and picked up a kitchen knife and began sharpening it. I bruttaly slashed into my husbands skin, and gutted them both. It was a horrific, bloddy and scared me for life. It was too late to turn back. …show more content…
Lifting the bodies into the car was like running a marrathon. They were covered in blood, and it was pouring down with rain. The drive back to the cemetery was a lonely and depressing trip, but gave me plenty of time to think and grieve. 'Perfect, no one is here', I thought to myself. The massive hole I had dug earlier was a perfect place to deposit the bodies. I was heartbroken and lonely but had no regrets. He got what he deserved.
Lizzy was out searching for the vertabre out on the sandy beach, she could see me walking up to her. I confidently stood next to her, and held on to her shoulders. "Whats wrong mum?", asked
Dolphin dream alternate ending
It was a cold and rainy night, and I had just finished my late shift at the cemetery I worked at. The drive home wasn't too bad, it gave me a chance to think about life. As I pulled into the drive-way, I spotted an unfemiliar pair of red high-heels, sitting besides the front door. 'They aren't mine', I thought to myself.
I silently walked through the house, making as little noise as possible. I stood shocked as I saw my husband and his work assistant sleeping together in bed. The tears running down my face, and emotions running through my head caused me to break. I walked over to the kitchen counter and picked up a kitchen knife and began sharpening it. I bruttaly slashed into my husbands skin, and gutted them both. It was a horrific, bloddy and scared me for life. It was too late to turn back. …show more content…
Lifting the bodies into the car was like running a marrathon. They were covered in blood, and it was pouring down with rain. The drive back to the cemetery was a lonely and depressing trip, but gave me plenty of time to think and grieve. 'Perfect, no one is here', I thought to myself. The massive hole I had dug earlier was a perfect place to deposit the bodies. I was heartbroken and lonely but had no regrets. He got what he deserved.
Lizzy was out searching for the vertabre out on the sandy beach, she could see me walking up to her. I confidently stood next to her, and held on to her shoulders. "Whats wrong mum?", asked