Destroying Avalon Alternate Ending

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DESTORYING AVALON- (NEED TITLE) My arms clung onto him. A single tear ran down my face as my heart sunk. It had been months since I’d felt the warmth of his body but it felt like a thousand years had passed. I could barely remember the last time I was there. The long acres of grass as far as the eye can see… the beach where the waves were crashing into the shore, the warm, earthy smell of horses mixed with freshly cut grass. I wish I could’ve stayed here; it is my home and always will be. I was hoping that when I went back to Grace Point, it would take my mind off everything that had happened. But it didn’t. I was constantly thinking about the bullying and what happened with Marshall, about what I could’ve done differently. As we were sitting on his old leather couch, Jake …show more content…

I felt like I had to tell Jake what happened because he knew something was wrong but I couldn’t, I know he is my best friend but, I didn’t want to ruin our weekend. I wanted to stop thinking about it, I needed to stop thinking about it, and I couldn’t believe and still can’t believe what happened with Marshall…and Sukey being dragon girl. Marshall was the one who told me to stay strong, unfortunately he couldn’t. I looked out the window and sighed as I saw the sun going down; the sunset was beautiful a mix of orange and pink which filled the sky. “Look, Avalon…I know something is wrong, why can’t you tell me? “JAKE, CAN YOU PLEASE STOP BUGGING ME!” I yelled as I stormed outside. I couldn’t believe it, I just yelled at my best friend and he did nothing wrong. I sat on the step on the porch, it was old and rotten yet it still managed to look nice. I sat there for a few minutes beating myself up for what I had done when I heard the door open, what was I going to say, sorry I yelled at you my friend killed himself!? Jake ambled over and sat next to me, his large dark brown eyes looked into mine “Avalon, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean

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