Getting up at dawn is for the birds.
Sometimes I stare at a door or a wall and I wonder what is this reality, why am I alive, and what is this all about?
All she wanted was the answer, but she had no idea how much she would hate it.
She was too short to see over the fence.
The fish dreamed of escaping the fishbowl and into the toilet where he saw his friend go.
Andy loved to sleep on a bed of nails.
He turned in the research paper on Friday; otherwise, he would have not passed the class.