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Laibah Abdul Khader

 1. She had come to the conclusion that you could tell a lot about a
person by their ears. The way they stuck out and the size of the
earlobes could give you wonderful insights into the person. Of
course, she couldn't scientifically prove any of this, but that didn't
matter to her. Before anything else, she would size up the ears of
the person she was talking to.

Sometimes that's just the way it has to be. Sure, there were
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probably other options, but he didn't let them enter his mind. It was
done and that was that. It was just the way it had to be.

3. The computer wouldn't start. She banged on the side and tried
again. Nothing. She lifted it up and dropped it to the table. Still
nothing. She banged her closed fist against the top. It was at this
moment she saw the irony of trying to fix the machine with
violence.

4. He heard the loud impact before he ever saw the result. It had been
so loud that it had actually made him jump back in his seat. As
soon as he recovered from the surprise, he saw the crack in the
windshield. It seemed to be an analogy of the current condition of
his life.

5. The fog was as thick as pea soup. This was a problem. Gary was
driving but couldn't see a thing in front of him. He knew he should
stop, but the road was narrow so if he did, it would be right in the
center of the road. He was sure that another car would end up rear-
 ending him, so he continued forward despite the lack of visibility.
This was an unwise move.

6.It's not his fault. I know you're going to want to, but you can't
blame him. He really has no idea how it happened. I kept trying to
come up with excuses I could say to mom that would keep her
calm when she found out what happened, but the more I tried, the
more I could see none of them would work. He was going to get
her wrath and there was nothing I could say to prevent it.

7. He couldn't remember exactly where he had read it, but he was

sure that he had. The fact that she didn't believe him was quite
frustrating as he began to search the Internet to find the article. It
wasn't as if it was something that seemed impossible. Yet she
insisted on always seeing the source whenever he stated a fact.

8.Indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some

unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with a
vague anguish. It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her
soul's summer day. It was strange and unfamiliar; it was a mood.
She did not sit there inwardly upbraiding her husband, lamenting at
Fate, which had directed her footsteps to the path which they had
taken. She was just having a good cry all to herself. The
mosquitoes made merry over her, biting her firm, round arms and
nipping at her bare insteps.

How had she been so wrong? All her instincts and intuition
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completely failed her for the first time in her life. She had so
heavily relied on both when making decisions up until this moment
and she felt a seismic shift take place in her self-confidence. If she
could be so completely wrong about something so simple as this,
how could she make decisions about really important things taking
place in her life? She wasn't sure what she should do next.

10. "Do Not Enter." The sign made it clear that they didn't want
anyone around. Th