Blog 9

In the beginning of my story I start at the end and then fill in the missing pieces. A brief overview is there are 2 boys struggled to roll a large drum into the ocean. You could hear a muffled cry for help. After filling in the missing pieces these are my options for endings:

1. I raced down towards the ocean where the three of them were. They just began to repeat over and over again, frantically at the same time, "it was a mistake, it was a mistake, it was a..." Once I got closer I recognized it was Tyler and in panic yelled "what happened!" They couldn't afford to have any witnesses, especially that knew the victim. So without any response I was smothered and shoved into a drum that began being rolled into the ocean. (Leaves reader not knowing the outcome for sure)

2. I raced down towards the ocean where the three of them were. They just began to repeat over and over again, frantically at the same time, "it was a mistake, it was a mistake, it was a..." Once I got closer I recognized it was Tyler and in panic yelled "what happened!" They couldn't afford to have any witnesses, especially that knew the victim. So without any response I was smothered and shoved into a drum that began being rolled into the ocean. Once I was completely under water I woke up and for a brief second was freaking out and then I realized it was all a dream. I walked up the stairs to see Tyler eating breakfast and just say " whats up" and I go on to tell him about the crazy dream I had woke up from.

3. I raced down towards the ocean where the three of them were. They just began to repeat over and over again, frantically at the same time, "it was a mistake, it was a mistake, it was a..." Once I got closer I saw it wasn't Tyler, I was relieved but at the same time wondered what happened to this kid. I asked if he was alright, knowing he obviously wasn't. The guys tried telling a story and after stumbling over their words constantly you could tell they were lying. I told them I was getting the police and they attempted to grab me. I knocked his hand away and sprinted. I felt like an olympic track runner, I was running faster than I ever have in my life. It was surprisingly easy to out run them. They eventually gave up and after they assumed I was getting the police they quickly tried to make a decision with the body. But I actually stayed to keep watch and see what they did with that kid. They began rolling him into the ocean in a drum, he must have woken up because you could hear a muffled cry for help.