Thirst Ending: adapated by Anahera

 In class, we read a book, called Thirst. Our task was to make up our own ending to the unfinished story.
I think I have done the following well: Figurative language, show not tell, and sentence structures
What I enjoyed: I really enjoyed writing the ending because I can add different types of feelings and exciting parts.

Here is what I could write, hope you enjoy:

 THRIST 

 Dad's voice was thundering through the trees. One more time.  “Ryder! Ryder!’’ exclaimed Dad, “where are you?” There was no luck.

  Ryder heard him. What shall he do? Ryder continued to run at leopard speed on the crunching leaves. Just for the night. The sun was gone, leaving a blanket of darkness. He stopped. Not knowing what he was doing. “What am I doing?” he whispered. Then he began again. The more he ran, the more guilt flowed. Ryder's heart longed to turn back, but his legs continued moving.

 Dad continued to run. Ryder. Ryder's name keeps flooding through dad's mind. Ryder. Once more he yelled, “Ryder! Where are you?!”  Dad continued non-stop. Empathy, anxiousness, sympathy- will Dad ever forgive his beloved son?

Ryder found himself standing in the darkness. Lowering himself onto the dry, brown dirt. “Father please forgive His head lifted. “Ryder? Is that you,” a quivering voice said. Who is it? Ryder slowly turned his head. Crying in front of him was his sister. Brooke?  “Ryder we must go!” Brooke said quietly. “Why are you here!!” shouted Ryder, “how did you know I was here??” Brooks' eyes filled with water like a flood. Tears started to drip down Brooke's face. Love flooded Brooke's heart. Ryder's eyes filled with water. He tried to hold back the tears and then. He blinked…

“Ryder!!!!” shouted dad, “if you don't come back I'm leaving!” Dad spins around like a Ferris Wheel. Dad started to turn back, but he heard a voice in the distance. Ryder! Is that you?  “Dad, I found Ryder!!” shouted Brooke in the distance. Brooke?  

Brooke ran towards the sound of dad's voice. When she ran she saw the clouds turning black. Rain?  Wondered Brooke. She turned to tell Ryder, yet she found Ryder sitting down by the dead trees crying. Tears were dripping down his face like a waterfall. “Ryder, we have to go!” shouted Brooke, “ it's going to rain!” 

Dad heard Brooke say it was going to rain. His eyes widened. Rain? Rain? Dad started running to Brooke's voice. The moon had its last smile down at Brooke, Ryder, and Dad. Dad ran at full speed.

Brooke helped Ryder up and held his hand. “Let's go home now,” smiled Brooke. The more Ryder cried, the more rain came. 

Dad saw dots in the distance. The rain was like lollies falling from the sky, stinging the blisters and scabs on Dad's body. Boom! Lighten falling down. Ryder and Dad were face to face. “Father, father” Ryder wept. Ryder and dad walked home together.

THE END