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Five different ending of the story that starts with "He smiled." |
1) He smiled. The ambiance in the restaurant was romantic and good. Light jazz music was playing in the background. Reaching into his pocket, he felt the texture of the smooth squarish object he had. Today is the day. He cannot let it slip away. He sat down and look at his watch. He sniffed the fresh red rose that he bought. A waiter in a black stylish tuxedo came up to him and asked for his order. He ordered a bottle of high class champaign. A man dressed in a long shirt and black pants came in. The man glanced around the restaurant furtively and stopped when he spotted the person he was looking for. The man walked up to him who was drinking his champaign relaxingly and gave him a slight nod. He gazed at him for sometime before reaching into his pocket, took out the microchip and place it swiftly into his hand. The job is done. 2) He smiled. The taste was fantastic. He looked at his wife and asked her "What is it that you have cooked for me?" "It is beef. soaked in mayonnaise. Good stuff I bought from the market." He took another slurp of the dish and licked his lips. Smiling at his wife, He proceed to finish the food that he had eaten. "Honey," She said, "would you mind putting a bowl of these things in the basement?" "What is it?" He asked " Oh nothing really... there had been many rats scurrying around at night and it bit a hole in my shoes." "I see. Rat poison. Don't worry about it.. I shall wash my hands first before going down." He licked his fingers to clean off the sauce. "Oh. I realized you set the traps too for the rats." "Exactly. They were actually your dinner. I thought I will not surprise you while you are eating." 3) He smiled. He was the brainiest guy in school. People are telling him that if anything he should do his PHD and will complete it in two years time. He was also the most handsome guy in school. Girls loved him. It is just that all of them girls are too shy to approach him seeing that he is too smart and handsome for them. People are always following him. Whatever he wears, it will create a fashion upheaval in school. everyone will start copying him. He is the most important person in class. He can make everyone laugh. He play sports and tops every category. Sitting on the ledge, he smiled to himself as he dwells in his imagination. Then he leaned forward. And before long, he was flying. 4) He smiled. Everyone applauded as he stood on the stage giving his speech. They loved him. He was the leader of them all. He was revolutionary. Yet, behind that smile, thoughts were rushing behind the hard crust of his forehead. Where am I leading these people? What am I doing? Who can I really trust?. The speech ended. He walked off the stage and people around him applauded him once more, giving him at the same time a standing ovation. Yet, the thoughts of his uncertainty... who can he really confide them to? No one wants to hear that the revolutionary head is uncertain of his direction. No one wants to hear that their head is afraid. Not in such critical times when he had brought them to this level of trust in Him and his administration. The war had to go on. Whether or not he believes in it. 5) He smiled. He had found the girl of his life and at this moment, he is to put the ring on her slender finger. He lifted the hand of the girl up to his lips and kissed it. He thought he spot a shy smile on her face. Someone in the audience stood up. " She hates you!" He was shocked. He looked at the girl who looked back blankly at him. He rushed up to the member in the audience and punched him. "STOP IT YOU BRAT! I AM TRYING TO GET MARRIED HERE!" The knife came swift and quick. It sank into his back. He turned around and saw who it was that stabbed him. A cry of agony rang out in the cathedral. "Brandon. Stop playing such games. Come and have your dinner." "Mom... why do Timmy need to spoil my game all the time?" He whined. "Stop Whining. You should really stop playing with that doll. you are a boy after all." Suddenly, Brandon Collapsed. Blood began to ooze out from his back and seep through his pajamas. Brandon's mother screamed. Timmy ran in and screamed too. The doll smiled at them with a shy grin on her face. |