Stories

I wave my HAND, <beckon>ing her to *cross* the street and join us, but once she's SUMMONed over, her verbal [jou]sting annoys us.
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[On] the porch, at SUNdown, as the sky <dark>ens, John and Megan sit and hear the cricket SOUNDs hearken.
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"Whose HAND <ARRANGE>ed the [pie]s <IN a row>?" Charlie's heart speeds up at her NEGATIVE tone.
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BARBARIANs [ea]t <PANCREAS> M[EA]T for sup' and then use <soap> to cl[ea]n themselves *up*.
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Upon seeing the BARBARIANs, I stand *up* and flee, an <UTTERANCE OF SURPRISE> coming from my MOUTH: [Eeeee!]
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Charlie shouted, "Those <BARBARIAN>s with BIG BOWs <TEAR DOWN> buildings and <WIPE OUT> villages. Run! [Eeee!]"
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The PERSON [dan]ces all night <but> falls *down* at DAYBREAK, exhausted.
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At <daybreak> a bat an[d an] owl settle *down* to sleep. (Looks like sun just over horizon)
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The judging COMMITTEE tells me I'm just <short> of winning the <short>-range event. [Ay-ay-ay]! I bring my ARROW *up*, *down*, then *up* again.
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The PERSON in the MANSION <LOOKs DOWN> on Anne, <STOOP>ing down to talk to her like she's stinky to[fu].
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Laura WANTs to feed her tin[y ow]l MEAT this MONTH, so the owl's <waist> gets wider.
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Predictabl[y, a]ll <PEOPLE> lose their teeth as <child>ren. It's part of growing *up*.
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