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Sarah watched the whirlpool mesmerized.

She couldn't take her eyes off the


water swirling around and around. She stuck in small twigs and leaves to watch
the whirlpool catch them and then suck them down. It bothered her more than a
little bit that this could also be used as a metaphor for her life.

1.The house was located at the top of the hill at the end of a winding road. It
wasn't obvious that the house was there, but everyone in town knew that it
existed. They were just all too afraid to ever go and see it in person.

2.Twenty-five stars were neatly placed on the piece of paper. There was room
for five more stars but they would be difficult ones to earn. It had taken years to
earn the first twenty-five, and they were considered the "easy" ones.

3.It was difficult to explain to them how the diagnosis of certain death had
actually given him life. While everyone around him was in tears and upset, he
actually felt more at ease. The doctor said it would be less than a year. That
gave him a year to live, something he'd failed to do with his daily drudgery of a
routine that had passed as life until then.

4.A long black shadow slid across the pavement near their feet and the five
Venusians, very much startled, looked overhead. They were barely in time to
see the huge gray form of the carnivore before it vanished behind a sign atop a
nearby building which bore the mystifying information "Pepsi-Cola."

5.Twenty seconds were all that was left and Richard could hear each one tick by.
Fifteen seconds now remained and the panic began to fully set in. Ten seconds
and he wasn't sure he had enough time. Five seconds, four, three, two, one...

6.It was easy to spot her. All you needed to do was look at her socks. They were
never a matching pair. One would be green while the other would be blue. One
would reach her knee while the other barely touched her ankle. Every other part
of her was perfect, but never the socks. They were her micro act of rebellion.

7.She wanted rainbow hair. That's what she told the hairdresser. It should be
deep rainbow colors, too. She wasn't interested in pastel rainbow hair. She
wanted it deep and vibrant so there was no doubt that she had done this on
purpose.

8.How had she been so wrong? All her instincts and intuition 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.

9.He heard the song coming from a distance, lightly floating over the air to his
ears. Although it was soft and calming, he was wary. It seemed a little too soft
and a little too calming for everything that was going on. He wanted it to be
nothing more than beautiful music coming from the innocent and pure joy of
singing, but in the back of his mind, he knew it was likely some type of trap.

10.Love isn't always a ray of sunshine. That's what the older girls kept telling
her when she said she had found the perfect man. She had thought this was
simply bitter talk on their part since they had been unable to find true love like
hers. But now she had to face the fact that they may have been right. Love may
not always be a ray of sunshine. That is unless they were referring to how the
sun can burn.

11.What have you noticed today? I noticed that if you outline the eyes, nose,
and mouth on your face with your finger, you make an "I" which makes perfect
sense, but is something I never noticed before. What have you noticed today?

12.What if dogs were racist? Would they care about fur color….. “son, only play
with other tan dogs”? Or maybe it would depend on breed, “honey, only play
with other German Shepards, never poodles”. Better yet it could depend on
occupation. “I’m a sled dog while you’re only a running companion, leave me
alone”. Maybe the neighborhood they live in could be the way they choose
which dogs to associate with and which to shun? Size could be the determining
factor, “see how tall that dog is, they are probably dumb”. Luckily dogs don’t
discriminate. Just watch at a dog park. Big black and white dogs wag their tails
and play with tiny tan dogs. A service dog chases after the same ball as the off-
duty police dog. So if dogs don’t discriminate then why do we?

13.He had disappointed himself more than anyone else. That wasn't to say that
he hadn't disappointed others. The fact was that he had disappointed a lot of
people who were close to him. The fact that they were disappointed in him was
something that made him even more disappointed in himself. Yet here he was,
about to do the exact same things that had caused all the disappointment in the
first place because he didn't know what else to do.

14.He slowly poured the drink over a large chunk of ice he has especially
chiseled off a larger block. He didn't particularly like his drinks cold, but he
knew that the drama of chiseling the ice and then pouring a drink over it looked
far more impressive than how he actually liked it. It was all about image and
he'd managed to perfect the image that he wanted to project.

15.He knew what he was supposed to do. That had been apparent from the
beginning. That was what made the choice so difficult. What he was supposed to
do and what he would do were not the same. This would have been fine if he
were willing to face the inevitable consequences, but he wasn't.

16.Where do they get a random paragraph?" he wondered as he clicked the


generate button. Do they just write a random paragraph or do they get it
somewhere? At that moment he read the random paragraph and realized it was
about random paragraphs and his world would never be the same.
17.The desert wind blew the tumbleweed in front of the car. Alex swerved to
avoid the tumbleweed, but he turned the wheel a bit too strong and the car left
the road and skidded onto the dirt median. He instantly slammed on the brakes
and the car stopped in a cloud of dirt. When the dust cloud had settled and he
could see around him again, he realized that he'd somehow crossed over into an
entirely new dimension.

18.Her breath exited her mouth in big puffs as if she were smoking a cigarette.
The morning dew had made her clothes damp and she shivered from the chill in
the air. There was only one thing that could get her up and out this early in the
morning.

19.She tried to explain that love wasn't like pie. There wasn't a set number of
slices to be given out. There wasn't less to be given to one person if you wanted
to give more to another. That after a set amount was given out it would all
disappear. She tried to explain this, but it fell on deaf ears.

20.She tried not to judge him. His ratty clothes and unkempt hair made him look
homeless. Was he really the next Einstein as she had been told? On the off
chance it was true, she continued to try not to judge him.

21.She didn't understand how changed worked. When she looked at today
compared to yesterday, there was nothing that she could see that was different.
Yet, when she looked at today compared to last year, she couldn't see how
anything was ever the same.

22.Waiting and watching. It was all she had done for the past weeks. When
you’re locked in a room with nothing but food and drink, that’s about all you can
do anyway. She watched as birds flew past the window bolted shut. She couldn’t
reach it if she wanted too, with that hole in the floor. She thought she could
escape through it but three stories is a bit far down.

23.After hunting for several hours, we finally saw a large seal sunning itself on a
flat rock. I took one of the wooden clubs while Larry took the longer one. We
slowly snuck up behind the seal until we were close enough to club it over its
head. The seal slumped over and died. This seal would help us survive. We could
eat the meat and fat. The fat could be burned in a shell for light and the fur
could be used to make a blanket. We declared our first day of hunting a great
success.

24.There was no ring on his finger. That was a good sign although far from proof
that he was available. Still, it was much better than if he had been wearing a
wedding ring on his hand. She glanced at his hand a bit more intently to see if
there were any tan lines where a ring may have been, and he's simply taken it
off. She couldn't detect any which was also a good sign and a relief. The next
step would be to get access to his wallet to see if there were any family photos
in it.
25.Finding the red rose in the mailbox was a pleasant surprise for Sarah. She
didn't have a boyfriend or know of anyone who was interested in her as
anything more than a friend. There wasn't even a note attached to it. Although
it was a complete mystery, it still made her heart jump and race a little more
than usual. She wished that she could simply accept the gesture and be content
knowing someone had given it to her, but that wasn't the way Sarah did things.
Now it was time to do a little detective work and try to figure who had actually
left the red rose.

26.At that moment he had a thought that he'd never imagine he'd consider. "I
could just cheat," he thought, "and that would solve the problem." He tried to
move on from the thought but it was persistent. It didn't want to go away and, if
he was honest with himself, he didn't want it to.

27.Devon couldn't figure out the color of her eyes. He initially would have
guessed that they were green, but the more he looked at them he almost
wanted to say they were a golden yellow. Then there were the flashes of red
and orange that seemed to be streaked throughout them. It was almost as if her
eyes were made of opal with the sun constantly glinting off of them and
bringing out more color. They were definitely the most unusual pair of eyes he'd
ever seen.

28.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.

29.The water rush down the wash and into the slot canyon below. Two hikers
had started the day to sunny weather without a cloud in the sky, but they hadn't
thought to check the weather north of the canyon. Huge thunderstorms had
brought a deluge o rain and produced flash floods heading their way. The two
hikers had no idea what was coming.

30.Peter always saw the world in black and white. There were two choices for
every situation and you had to choose one of them. It was therefore terribly
uncomfortable for him to spend time with Ashley. She saw the world in shades
of gray with hundreds of choices to choose from in every situation.

31.I haven't bailed on writing. Look, I'm generating a random paragraph at this
very moment in an attempt to get my writing back on track. I am making an
effort. I will start writing consistently again!

32.I recently discovered I could make fudge with just chocolate chips,
sweetened condensed milk, vanilla extract, and a thick pot on slow heat. I tried
it with dark chocolate chunks and I tried it with semi-sweet chocolate chips. It's
better with both kinds. It comes out pretty bad with just the dark chocolate. The
best add-ins are crushed almonds and marshmallows -- what you get from that
is Rocky Road. It takes about twenty minutes from start to fridge, and then it
takes about six months to work off the twenty pounds you gain from eating it.
All things in moderation, friends. All things in moderation.

33.Debbie put her hand into the hole, sliding her hand down as far as her arm
could reach. She wiggled her fingers hoping to touch something, but all she felt
was air. She shifted the weight of her body to try and reach an inch or two more
down the hole. Her fingers still touched nothing but air.

34.The spot was perfect for camouflage. At least that's what she thought when
she picked the spot. She couldn't imagine that anyone would ever be able to see
her in these surroundings. So there she sat, confident that she was hidden from
the world and safe from danger. Unfortunately, she had not anticipated that
others may be looking upon her from other angles, and now they were stealthily
descending toward her hiding spot.

35.She reached her goal, exhausted. Even more chilling to her was that the
euphoria that she thought she'd feel upon reaching it wasn't there. Something
wasn't right. Was this the only feeling she'd have for over five years of hard
work?

36.Sometimes it's just better not to be seen. That's how Harry had always lived
his life. He prided himself as being the fly on the wall and the fae that blended
into the crowd. That's why he was so shocked that she noticed him.

37.Was it a whisper or was it the wind? He wasn't quite sure. He thought he


heard a voice but at this moment all he could hear was the wind rustling the
leaves of the trees all around him. He stopped and listened more intently to see
if he could hear the voice again. Nothing but the wind rustling the leaves could
be heard. He was about to continue his walk when he felt a hand on his
shoulder, and he quickly turned to see who it was. There was nobody there, but
he heard the voice again.

38.He walked down the steps from the train station in a bit of a hurry knowing
the secrets in the briefcase must be secured as quickly as possible. Bounding
down the steps, he heard something behind him and quickly turned in a panic.
There was nobody there but a pair of old worn-out shoes were placed neatly on
the steps he had just come down. Had he past them without seeing them? It
didn't seem possible. He was about to turn and be on his way when a deep chill
filled his body.

39."What is the best way to get what you want?" she asked. He looked down at
the ground knowing that she wouldn't like his answer. He hesitated, knowing
that the truth would only hurt. How was he going to tell her that the best way
for him to get what he wanted was to leave her?
40.With six children in tow, Catherine raced to the airport departing gate. This
wasn't an easy task as the children had other priorities than to get to the gate.
She knew that she was tight on time and the frustration came out as she yelled
at the kids to keep up. They continued to test her, pretending not to listen and
to move in directions that only slowed them down. They had no idea the wrath
they were about to receive when Catherine made it to the gate only to be
informed that they had all missed the plane.

41.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.

42.The red glow of tail lights indicating another long drive home from work after
an even longer 24-hour shift at the hospital. The shift hadn’t been horrible but
the constant stream of patients entering the ER meant there was no downtime.
She had some of the “regulars” in tonight with new ailments they were sure
were going to kill them. It’s amazing what a couple of Tylenol and a physical
exam from the doctor did to eliminate their pain, nausea, headache, or whatever
other mild symptoms they had. Sometimes she wondered if all they really
needed was some interaction with others and a bit of the individual attention
they received from the nurses.

43.It had been her dream for years but Dana had failed to take any action
toward making it come true. There had always been a good excuse to delay or
prioritize another project. As she woke, she realized she was once again at a
crossroads. Would it be another excuse or would she finally find the courage to
pursue her dream? Dana rose and took her first step.

44.He was after the truth. At least, that's what he told himself. He believed it,
but any rational person on the outside could see he was lying to himself. It was
apparent he was really only after his own truth that he'd already decided and
was after this truth because the facts didn't line up with the truth he wanted. So
he continued to tell everyone he was after the truth oblivious to the real truth
sitting right in front of him.

45.The boy walked down the street in a carefree way, playing without notice of
what was about him. He didn't hear the sound of the car as his ball careened
into the road. He took a step toward it, and in doing so sealed his fate.

46.He lifted the bottle to his lips and took a sip of the drink. He had tasted this
before, but he couldn't quite remember the time and place it had happened. He
desperately searched his mind trying to locate and remember where he had
tasted this when the bicycle ran over his foot.

47.She looked at her little girl who was about to become a teen. She tried to
think back to when the girl had been younger but failed to pinpoint the exact
moment when she had become a little too big to pick up and carry. It hit her all
at once. She was no longer a little girl and she stood there speechless with fear,
sadness, and pride all running through her at the same time.

48.He took a sip of the drink. He wasn't sure whether he liked it or not, but at
this moment it didn't matter. She had made it especially for him so he would
have forced it down even if he had absolutely hated it. That's simply the way
things worked. She made him a new-fangled drink each day and he took a sip of
it and smiled, saying it was excellent.

49.The red glint of paint sparkled under the sun. He had dreamed of owning this
car since he was ten, and that dream had become a reality less than a year ago.
It was his baby and he spent hours caring for it, pampering it, and fondling over
it. She knew this all too well, and that's exactly why she had taken a sludge
hammer to it.

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