Alternate Ending to Tangerine by Edward Bloor Essay

I guardnt been writing in a while. and then again, Ive barely had time to do anything other than work uniform crazy at the new school. I swear the work subvert is nearly double than that of Tangerine Middle, or Lake Windsor for that matter. Or maybe its effective that since I refuse to join the soccer team, I have nada else to do with my time except school work. The kids that attend St. Anthonies treat me identical I thought they would, with fear and quite a bit of respect. monovular uniforms matching identical petrified expressions.Some of the younger kids even call me Mr. Fisher, which sounds very odd. People part for me when I walk down the hallway. Im treated as though I carry and incredibly transmitted disease that could spread if everyone doesnt cower before me. It gets old fast. nevertheless comely about that. Erik has been beefed off the football team as of yesterday. soda water had the nerve to look surprised, and even tried to bargain with the coach. It was do wnright embarrassing. Erik bequeath likely not receive a single scholarship offer. That seems enough punishment for both him and dad.Arthur on the other hand has been given fiver years at Juvenile Hall for the murder of Luis Cruz. The phone is ringing. It must(prenominal) be Joey. Wed agreed to meet up and maybe kick a ball around for a bit. We arent as tight-fitting as we once were, but were working towards that. I have to go now. I probably wont write in present again, unless something major happens. Or something terrible. But I dont appreciate it will. The Erik Fisher Football Dream has come crashing to an abrupt end, and with it, I believe, have all the secrets and ill wishes in this family. After all, everything must come to an end.