Blog #9

"So, Mr Thompson, what'll it be?" Felix stared into Capone's black, motionless eyes. "Either give me the camera, or get on your knees and beg for forgiveness." Capone continued. Felix looked down at the camera, Capone's undoing, the photograph that would put him in prison. His eyes shifted toward the door. Capone looked down impatiently at his watch, the break Felix was looking for. He burst out of the door, jumping over desks, papers flying into the air as he went. Shots fired past Felix from the office he just ran from. Glass showered the street as bullets penetrated the front window. Felix jumped through the now empty window pane. "Oof!" cried the older man Felix had just bumped in to in his hustle. "I'm so sorr-- Elliott?" Felix burst out in surprised. "Ah, Felix, it's about time you got back. What's going on with the window here?" said Elliott. "You're alive?" Felix questioned. "Well, of course. Why wouldn't I be?" Elliott Jamison replied with a smirk. Shouts came from the back office. "Oh, never mind! Just take this and walk away!" Felix handed him the camera and sprinted away. Moments later, Capone's henchmen emerged from the window pane, and raced after Felix Thompson.


"So, Mr Thompson, what'll it be?" Felix stared into Capone's black, motionless eyes. "Either give me the camera, or get on your knees and beg for forgiveness." Capone continued. Felix looked down at the camera, Capone's undoing, the photograph that would put him in prison. Capone looked down impatiently at his watch, the break Felix was looking for. Felix plunged his hands into his coat pocket, drawing his Colt revolver. The room flash, and blood began to trickle down Capone's shirt. Capone's guards immediately went to attend to their employer, and Felix raced toward the door. "So much for prison." Felix remarked to himself sarcastically as he ran down the street, unfollowed, back home.


"So, Mr Thompson, what'll it be?" Felix stared into Capone's black, motionless eyes. "Either give me the camera, or get on your knees and beg for forgiveness." Capone continued. Felix looked down at the camera, Capone's undoing, the photograph that would put him in prison. Capone looked down impatiently at his watch, the break Felix was looking for. Felix plunged his hands into his coat pocket, drawing his Colt revolver. The room flash, and blood began to trickle down Capone's shirt. Capone's guards drew their pistols, and within a second, the room flashed once more. There was a pause, and Felix Thompson in the floor, dead.

Blog #9 - Alexander Wohlert

Ending 1:

“Stay safe!” Alex shouted. Those were the last words he said to him in person. When Alex got back to his dorm room, he thought about how Tony would survive on his own in the real world. He believes Tony has great potential in having a long lasted life of happiness. All he needs is someone to be there for him along the way. Before Alex went to sleep, he thought to himself, "I'll gladly fill this role."

Ending 2:

“Stay safe!” Alex shouted. Those were the last words he said to him in person. After they went their separate ways, Alex quickly went to his girlfriend to talk about what had just happened. She was shocked to hear that Tony had left and Alex explained all of his reasons for leaving. She understood, and hoped that Tony will find his way to happiness on his new, alternative journey through life.

Ending 3:

“Stay safe!” Alex shouted. Those were the last words he said to him in person. When Alex got back to his dorm room, he gazed onto his poster of the Las Vegas strip on his wall and thought about the conversation him and Tony had earlier. He hoped that Tony would survive his struggles long enough to fulfill their daydream of meeting once again and enjoying their time together.

Blog #9-Justin Borrero

Ending 1- Brian can't get a hold of any of his friends before his phone ends up dying in the hospital. He is then forced to call his parents from the hospital phone and gets in a ridiculous amount of trouble. He holds a grudge on his friends for not being there for him when he needed them and cuts all connections off with them.

Ending 2- Turns out it was just a big prank Mike, Tony, and Zach planned on Brian for letting himself get so drunk. They found him on a bench sleeping, so they brought him to the hospital where Zach's aunt worked to make sure he was okay. They then decided to leave him over night, so he would wake up by himself. When they got back to the hospital they explained to Brian it was a joke and Brian took it well and they took him home.

Ending 3- Brian gets a hold of his friends and as they are on their way to pick him up from the hospital, a nurse explains how lucky he was to be alive right now because he had alcohol poisoning. When Mike, Tony, and Zach finally arrived, Brian told them how lucky he was to be alive right now. They explain that they were up until 4 in the morning trying to find him in Ybor and were very close to calling his parents because they were very worried. Their friendship was brought to another level after everything that happened.

     As he stood there staring of the picture with matches in his hand inside the dorm... his heart dropped. He grabbed the phone walked to the cops standing behind the yellow tape and showed them the picture and turn around. Once the detective realized what he was looking at he staring reciting the Mirada rights and hand cuffed him. "So much for that test...," thinking to himself. Then and there he decided to never drink again. 

     His friend John approached him laugh "bro! last night was crazy! How you feeling." His head was spinning "umm yeah!?" not really remembering what exactly happened. "Bro this is so funny you got to see this" John yelling in excitement. He looks at John's phone to see himself dropping a match on the floor. Instantly he started laughing followed by John falling on the ground in laughter. "AHHHH SHIT, thats legendary!" John choked through his laughter. "alright bro i have to get to my test"He said still chuckling. "Hit me up to go out again" John yelled.

     To concerned with the test to worry about his dorm he ran to his test. With only minutes to spare he walked into class just as the professor began to hand out the test. He found a seat and immediately asked for a pencil from the girl next to him. She didn't even question him and gave him a pencil. The professor handed him the test and in a final sigh of relief he began the test...

Blog #9

Original Ending

I take the leaf with my right hand, and I crush it. I let go of the brittle pieces on the rocky surface, as the shards of our past scatter throughout the reality of the present. I lay down, and I turn off my flashlight, seeing nothing but darkness. I close my eyes. I can only hope for the best of what’s to come. My days might be over, but the spirit of adventure lives on.

Ending 1:

I take the leaf with both of my hands, and I split it into 3 equal pieces. I then give a piece Marvin and Lenden and keep one for myself. We couldn’t have been able to make it here if it weren’t for us working as a team. Sure, we are stranded on the moon, but that doesn’t mean that it’s over for us. We did everything we can to ensure the success of our mission. And even if we are stranded here, I can’t be any happier that it’s with the two people I trust the most.  

Ending 2:

I take the leaf with my right hand, and I slowly but carefully tuck it into my right pocket. There’s still a slight shimmer of hope that we can possibly make it back. Maybe that’s what the leaf is for. It’s a message showing us where we belong. Back home. I turn off my flashlight, seeing nothing but darkness. This darkness is temporary though. Despite our struggles, there will always be a new dawn, no matter where we are. We’re alive, and we shall stay alive. We shall return home, regardless of what it takes.

Ending 3:

I take the leaf with my right hand, and I dig a small hole with my left on the rocky surface of the moon. I then carefully place the leaf into the hole, and I proceed to bury it. The moon has always been a part of our planet; now, it’s time to give back to it. Maybe this is what it’s all about. Even if we weren’t successful, we did it nonetheless. We did what no being has done before. The moon provides us with the spirit of adventure, and we are here to return the favor.

Blog #9

As soon as I had finished making myself look presentable I bolted downstairs to grab the lunch that Sam had been preparing for me. I took the last step on our stairwell and turned the corner to see him standing there holding a lunch box and a mug with fresh brewed hot coffee with creamer and Splenda, just the way I like it. He handed me the lunch box and I opened it up to see what he had prepared for my lunch today. There was a toasted panini oozing with provolone cheese and ham, a container filled with my favorite fresh veggies, and for dessert there was two melt in your mouth sugar cookies from our favorite bakery downtown. Sam and I have our ups and downs, but he never ceases to please me. My life is so great being married to my best fri…

“Wake up Crystal, WAKE UP!” I hear Sam’s voice slowly becoming louder. 

My eyes pop open and there I am, laying on Landis Green with unfamiliar faces crowded around me. It was all a dream. Sam would never want a girl like me. Only in my dreams.

Today is just not my day. I had no more time to try to make myself look presentable, I had to get to work before I was late again for the third time this week. As I went to take the last step on our stairwell, my foot made contact with an unfamiliar object that I didn’t expect to be there. It was one of Sam’s footballs that him and his friends had been messing around with the night before. My feet slid straight out from under my body and with the blink of an eye, I was lying on the hardwood floor struggling to breath. The wind was knocked out of me and everything gradually became blurry. 

“Crystal…are you waking up? Oh my gosh, thank God! I was worried sick!”

I work up in a hospital with Sam playing with my hair and holding a bowl of hot soup. It had all been a dream and Sam was still as perfect as I remembered him.

As I attempted to finish getting ready for work while struggling to hold back my tears, I thought back to all of the happy times in my life that I have spent with Sam. I can’t believe that I let our relationship get so bad. I try to ignore the bad parts, and focus only on the good times, but this morning that was extra hard for me. I finally pulled together my outfit, makeup, and hair and ran downstairs to grab the lunch that Sam had been making for me. When I turned the corner and saw Sam sitting at the counter drinking a smoothie and reading the morning paper with no lunch made for me all I could do was cry. I stood there, in the doorway, and just bawled my eyes out. Sam stared at me in complete confusion because he had no idea what I was crying about. My life is such a wreck.

“Crystal wake up! What the heck are you crying about? Pull yourself together!”

I woke up with tears in my eyes. It was all just a dream, but it made me realize that I can never let my happiness depend on a man ever again. Thank you frisbee boy for the reality check.

Blog #9

#1

A month later Ivy was back at school and James still working at the hotel on the beach. The two hadn't heard from each other since the night before Ivy had left Florida. They had planned to stay in touch but Ivy lost her phone on her plane and in turn, Jame's phone number. She hadn't expected to hear from him otherwise. They both had their own lives and their own problems. Every once in awhile she would daydream about the blonde haired boy with the deep eyes. She would smile and wonder how he's doing, thinking back on that weekend. James thought about her too: he met plenty of pretty girls vacationing from out of state but none of them compared to the girl he'd met in the garden. He was sure she was off happy with some boy in college and he liked that idea. He wanted her happy if nothing else. The two were thousands of miles away and leading very different lives- that was okay with them. The memories of that one weekend and the time they had spent together was enough.

#2

Two years later Ivy was graduating from college. James mother had passed and he was taking some classes at the community college before hoping to transfer to the University of Central Florida. For a few months following Ivy's departure the two talked night and day: Skypeing, texting calling. But when school become more demanding Ivy didn't have the free time to talk to James all day long anymore and their everyday conversations became a few times a week to maybe once a month to maybe an Instagram like every now and then. They had talked about meeting up once Ivy had graduated, she had planned to come work down in Florida. James still held on to this idea, hoping when she was down here she would think about him and maybe call and they could get coffee or something. What James didn't know was that Ivy was engaged. She had met a man her last year of Undergrad named Dalton- he had graduated the year before her and was attending Graduate school in California. He was a tall, about 6'5, dark features, light green eyes,with long lashes, broad shoulders and a muscular build. The two hit it off immediately and 8 months into the relationship he proposed. Ivy would stay with him in California at least until he graduated. She had nearly completely forgotten about the boy she met on a beach in Florida. Every now and then she'd come across an old email or a Facebook post and she'd wonder how he was doing. She hoped he was happy, that's all she ever wanted for him.