Dec 21 2008
I did this for my l.a project and my thoughts
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The Lady or the Tiger Ending
The commoner followed his beloved’s finger,
as it pointed to the door of death or happiness. Though being married to
another saddened him, because he wanted his beloved princess. He took a deep
sigh and opened the door. His eyes opened wide, he saw the deep breath of a
beautiful fierce animal. The beautiful beast he saw was angry hungry and cold.
The handsome commoner’s only thoughts at that moment, how could my love do this
to me? He already thought that this might be the outcome for she was an
energetic woman, who was easily made jealous. She did not want to share him and
he understood that. It just showed how much she loves him though she had never
told him that she loves him and he wanted to hear those words come from her
lips. The tiger had seen the commoner, in all its years of traveling the
dangerous mountains he had never seen such a beautiful boy.
The tiger was still a beast in anyway you
look at it, he had been held captive without food, for a long time. So the
beast lunged out on top of him, he was heavy and had a terrible breath. The
beast lowered his head as to look the boy in his deep blue eyes. The commoner
did not seem afraid, he sensed that the tiger was thinking whether to eat him
or free him. He stared back and reached his hand out and slightly touched the
tiger’s cheek. The beast heard a whip hit him in the back and roared, showing
his fierce sharp teeth. He knew he must kill the poor handsome commoner. No
matter how saddening it would cause this beast. The beast even though he’s a
raging terrifying animal, he still has a heart. He bowed his head to the
commoner, the commoner understood. The beast had no choice.
He roared once more as if to say “forgive
me.” Then he bites the commoners arm and clawed his feet away. He wanted to
give this poor boy a painless death. The commoner screamed in agony, his soul
was starting to leave him, and entering the world beyond. The last thing this
handsome boy did was he raised his arm with great effort, towards the princess
who was crying tears of regret.
She saw the jester and reached out; her
father saw the pain that he was causing his daughter. He stared at the boy who
was being eaten by the tiger. He knew what he had to do. He screamed “Stop!”
Everything and everyone stopped. All you could hear was the commoner’s screams,
and the growling of the tiger. He said to the guard “Stop that tiger stop him
now!”
The guard went toward the tiger and whipped
him back into the cage. The tiger’s eyes seemed sad because he knew the boy’s
end was going to be painful because they had not let him finish. “My dear
lovely daughter, go to your beloved. I’m sorry for what I have done. Go before
he leaves us.” His daughter ran down to her lover, she held his hand.
She sobbed out “SSS…Sorry.” The boy held
back his pain and shook his head with great effort for he could not speak any
longer. He wanted to tell her that he loves her and he would have ran away if
he had to marry that maiden behind those doors. He would have left her and
runaway with his beautiful princess. He truly loved her, the words that came
out of the princess’s mouth made the commoner leave happily. “I love you.”
The commoner took his last breath, and left
this world. Gone forever, waiting for her at the world beyond. After that
incident the King regretted everything. He could never again look her in the
eye. He helped the commoner’s family and raised the tiger up. The father
changed in many ways, he learned to care for things much more. The princess
lived on regretting what she did, but got married to a man who reminded her so
much of her lost loved one. She lived everyday waiting for her death to come so
she can meet her beloved. She had many kids and died an old woman. As she left
her body she went somewhere where there stood a man who looked familiar and as
handsome as she had last seen him. He smiled at her and reached out his hand
for her to hold it. She smiled back and took his hand and together they walked
together into the beyond.
It just you know made me think a lot about the way things are and stuff and if there was a way we can fix it. i wish that there was a way that in love we don’t have to choose.
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Society has never
really affected me. Never really cared about what anyone, then in 8th
grade it hit me slowly. I started about my size, my hair, my clothes. I really
don’t know why, I feel so odd. People are dying from hunger and I’m worried
about ways to lose weight? I feel so ashamed, society is affecting us all, the
media is showing us how we should like and act. So I’m not a girl who wants to
starve herself, a girl who hates shopping and wearing make up. I finally
figured out that I don’t care. If you don’t like me just walk away and ignore
me. I don’t care, because I’m the one who should think oh I should change, not
someone else. I used to hate myself, but now I love myself and not in a way
that I’m full of myself but in a way that I like myself for myself. No need for
a change, I want to be who I was born to be. Without wearing make up and things
that can damage your skin, that damage the world. It will affect us eventually,
who cares if your aging? Accept it, stop buying things that make you look
longer. Just be yourself and who cares if someone doesn’t like you for the way
you look? It just proves how cruel and evil they are. You need to live your
life to the fullest; I’m starting to take my own advice. I’m ready to fight the
world if it ever comes to that. I’m tired of hearing, how guys only like skinny
girls, big boobs and a small butt. What about what girls like? I don’t care
what guys think of me, as long as I’m happy with myself I’ll be satisfied. Most
of the time I think I should have been born a few centuries back because I
don’t fit in this generation. It is way to complicated and corrupted. Sure in
the past there were things like this, but it wasn’t so bad. Life back then was
really good subtracting the disease. Life was simple; there was beauty that was
shown truly without the use of make up. All I want to say is that I’m going to
be myself from now on, and if I get a nasty comment I’ll just laugh it off.
Thanks for reading, Bye.
Sirine
