Stories

Megan says eating BAMBOO will keep her from DIEing YOUNG. We <laugh>, but then [she ou]tlives everyone.
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While running in the valley, pow! Something hits my foot. I stop and wrap it, down and up, with a bandage.
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My father, a scholar by occupa[tion, g]ives stones a tap with a horizontal lance to study how our ears perceive sound.
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The bi[g weigh]ty seashell in the middle is the most expensive one, but we can make a down payment on it.
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In the valley, there's a field of trees that grow [gua]va fruit.
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You n' I should go to the fenced (enclosed) park uptown. It has ice skating!
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In the private room where we've gathered, the scent of the food wafts up into our noses. It [shi] smells delicious!
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GATHERing in a PRIVATE room with a [fan], we lean *down*and breathe the scent of the FOOD into our NOSEs. CONTRARY to others, we love the <meal>.
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"[Ugh], I'm <hungry>!" John says as he scarfs down FOOD.
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Her temperature *drops down* to ICE cold. She stays WITHIN the covers of the WIDE bed until we see symptoms eb[bing]. She's <SICK>!
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My Na[na]'s WIDE forehead is ICE cold. She's fallen ill with the <SICK>ness!
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John, imitating the giant, said sadly, "Look at these HANDS. Unstea[dy, ou]tsized hands OUTSTANDING at <drop>ping things."
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