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- 1. Multiple Choice
The Tree in the Wind
by Irene Mawer
The whisper of the wind is in my little leaves,
I hear the calling of the wind.
They dance, my little leaves, until my branches
stir.
5 The Wind-song rocks my branches, in a rhythm
slow and slumberous.
But my heart can feel the storm that breaks,
And thunders suddenly on high.
I am tossed, I am torn.
10 Hold me, oh, hold me, brave earth, and strongly.
Lest in mine agony I fall-
For, lo! an arm drops useless,
And I am very old.
But the wind sings in my gaunt branches,
15 Tearing the dead leaves away to sleep forever-
I am old, but yet I dance.
And the wind goes ever singing, singing, singing.
Which feeling does the tree in the poem express?
indignant
disturbed
helpless
useless
- 2. Multiple Choice
The Tree in the Wind
by Irene Mawer
The whisper of the wind is in my little leaves,
I hear the calling of the wind.
They dance, my little leaves, until my branches
stir.
5 The Wind-song rocks my branches, in a rhythm
slow and slumberous.
But my heart can feel the storm that breaks,
And thunders suddenly on high.
I am tossed, I am torn.
10 Hold me, oh, hold me, brave earth, and strongly.
Lest in mine agony I fall-
For, lo! an arm drops useless,
And I am very old.
But the wind sings in my gaunt branches,
15 Tearing the dead leaves away to sleep forever-
I am old, but yet I dance.
And the wind goes ever singing, singing, singing.
To whom does the tree "speak"?
the wind
the earth
the leaves
the thunder
- 3. Multiple Choice
The Tree in the Wind
by Irene Mawer
The whisper of the wind is in my little leaves,
I hear the calling of the wind.
They dance, my little leaves, until my branches
stir.
5 The Wind-song rocks my branches, in a rhythm
slow and slumberous.
But my heart can feel the storm that breaks,
And thunders suddenly on high.
I am tossed, I am torn.
10 Hold me, oh, hold me, brave earth, and strongly.
Lest in mine agony I fall-
For, lo! an arm drops useless,
And I am very old.
But the wind sings in my gaunt branches,
15 Tearing the dead leaves away to sleep forever-
I am old, but yet I dance.
And the wind goes ever singing, singing, singing.
Which statement shows an aspect of the relationship between the wind and the tree?
The wind depends on the tree.
The wind helps the tree to survive.
The wind at times damages the tree.
The wind encourages the tree to grow.
- 4. Multiple Choice
The Tree in the Wind
by Irene Mawer
The whisper of the wind is in my little leaves,
I hear the calling of the wind.
They dance, my little leaves, until my branches
stir.
5 The Wind-song rocks my branches, in a rhythm
slow and slumberous.
But my heart can feel the storm that breaks,
And thunders suddenly on high.
I am tossed, I am torn.
10 Hold me, oh, hold me, brave earth, and strongly.
Lest in mine agony I fall-
For, lo! an arm drops useless,
And I am very old.
But the wind sings in my gaunt branches,
15 Tearing the dead leaves away to sleep forever-
I am old, but yet I dance.
And the wind goes ever singing, singing, singing.
Which progression shows the changes of mood that occur in the poem?
calm to distressed to calm
sad to hopeful to sad
energetic to sleepy to contented
gentle to humorous to angry
- 5. Multiple Choice
The Tree in the Wind
by Irene Mawer
The whisper of the wind is in my little leaves,
I hear the calling of the wind.
They dance, my little leaves, until my branches
stir.
5 The Wind-song rocks my branches, in a rhythm
slow and slumberous.
But my heart can feel the storm that breaks,
And thunders suddenly on high.
I am tossed, I am torn.
10 Hold me, oh, hold me, brave earth, and strongly.
Lest in mine agony I fall-
For, lo! an arm drops useless,
And I am very old.
But the wind sings in my gaunt branches,
15 Tearing the dead leaves away to sleep forever-
I am old, but yet I dance.
And the wind goes ever singing, singing, singing.
What do the choppy rhythms and uneven lines of this poem suggest?
the fragility of the aged tree
the wildness of the weather
the breaking of the tree's limb
the slow and sleepy song of the wind
- 6. Multiple Choice
The Tree in the Wind
by Irene Mawer
The whisper of the wind is in my little leaves,
I hear the calling of the wind.
They dance, my little leaves, until my branches
stir.
5 The Wind-song rocks my branches, in a rhythm
slow and slumberous.
But my heart can feel the storm that breaks,
And thunders suddenly on high.
I am tossed, I am torn.
10 Hold me, oh, hold me, brave earth, and strongly.
Lest in mine agony I fall-
For, lo! an arm drops useless,
And I am very old.
But the wind sings in my gaunt branches,
15 Tearing the dead leaves away to sleep forever-
I am old, but yet I dance.
And the wind goes ever singing, singing, singing.
Which human life experience is most like the tree's experience in the poem?
attending twelve different schools in twelve years
wanting to travel while being stuck in a small town
finding out how to win conflicts by communicating effectively
enduring a time of stress and anxiety and overcoming it
- 7. Multiple Choice
The Outsiders Excerpt
By S. E. Hinton
When I stepped out into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman and a ride home. I was wishing I looked like Paul Newman---he looks tough and I don't--- but I guess my own looks aren't so bad. I have light-brown, almost-red hair and greenish-gray eyes. I wish they were more gray, because I hate most guys that have green eyes, but I have to be content with what I have.My hair is longer than a lot of boys wear theirs,squared off in back and long at the front and sides, but I am a greaser and most of my neighborhood rarely bothers to get a haircut.Besides, I look better with long hair.
What is the main idea?The narrator likes movies.The narrator wishes he was Paul Newman.The narrator is content with his appearance.The narrator looks better with long hair. - 8. Multiple ChoiceMatilda Excerpt
By Roald Dahl
By the time she was three, Matilda had taught herself to read by studying newspapers and magazines that lay around the house. At the age of four, she could read fast and well and she naturally began hankering after books. The only book in the whole of this enlightened household was something called Easy Cooking belonging to her mother, and when she had read this from cover to cover and had learnt all the recipes by heart, she decided she wanted something more interesting. "Daddy," she said, "do you think you could buy me a book?" "A book,” he said. "Whatd' you want a flaming book for?" "To read, Daddy." "What's wrong with the telly, for heaven's sake? We've got a lovely telly with a twelve-inch screen and now you come asking for a book! You're getting spoiled, my girl!"
What is the main idea?Matilda can read fast.Matilda is eager to learn and read more.Matilda is interested in cookbooks.Matilda’s dad won’t buy her a new book. - 9. Multiple ChoiceMatilda Excerpt
By Roald Dahl
By the time she was three, Matilda had taught herself to read by studying newspapers and magazines that lay around the house. At the age of four, she could read fast and well and she naturally began hankering after books. The only book in the whole of this enlightened household was something called Easy Cooking belonging to her mother, and when she had read this from cover to cover and had learnt all the recipes by heart, she decided she wanted something more interesting. "Daddy," she said, "do you think you could buy me a book?" "A book,” he said. "Whatd' you want a flaming book for?" "To read, Daddy.""What's wrong with the telly, for heaven's sake?We've got a lovely telly with a twelve-inch screen and now you come asking for a book! You're getting spoiled, my girl!"
The dialogue, in the end, is mainly about…her father thinking she is spoiledshe wants a new book from her fatherher father likes television and she does nother father does not understand her need for a book - 10. Multiple ChoiceCharlie and the Chocolate Factory Excerpt
By Roald Dahl
Charlie Bucket stared around the gigantic room in which he now found himself. The place was like a witch’s kitchen! All about him black metal pots were boiling and bubbling on huge stoves, and kettles were hissing and pans were sizzling,and strange iron machines were clanking and spluttering, and there were pipes running all over the ceiling and walls, and the whole place was filled with smoke and steam and delicious rich smells. Mr. Wonka himself had suddenly become even more excited than usual, and anyone could see that this was the room he loved best of all. He was hopping about among the saucepans and the machines like a child among his Christmas presents, not knowing which thing to look at first. He lifted the lid from a huge pot and took a sniff; then he rushed over and dipped a finger into a barrel of sticky yellow stuff and had a taste; then he skipped across to one of the machine sand turned half a dozen knobs this way and that; then he peered anxiously through the glass door of a gigantic oven,rubbing his hands and cackling with delight at what he saw inside. Then he ran over to another machine, a small shiny affair that kept going phut-phut-phut-phut-phut, and every time it went phut, a large green marble dropped out of it into a basket on the floor.
What is the main idea?Charlie’s discovery of the gigantic roomthe boiling pots and kettlesseeing the machine that makes green candyto learn about the room through Mr.Wonka’s excitement and discoveries - 11. Multiple ChoiceCharlie and the Chocolate Factory Excerpt
By Roald Dahl
Charlie Bucket stared around the gigantic room in which he now found himself. The place was like a witch’s kitchen! All about him black metal pots were boiling and bubbling on huge stoves, and kettles were hissing and pans were sizzling,and strange iron machines were clanking and spluttering, and there were pipes running all over the ceiling and walls, and the whole place was filled with smoke and steam and delicious rich smells. Mr. Wonka himself had suddenly become even more excited than usual, and anyone could see that this was the room he loved best of all. He was hopping about among the saucepans and the machines like a child among his Christmas presents, not knowing which thing to look at first. He lifted the lid from a huge pot and took a sniff; then he rushed over and dipped a finger into a barrel of sticky yellow stuff and had a taste; then he skipped across to one of the machine sand turned half a dozen knobs this way and that; then he peered anxiously through the glass door of a gigantic oven,rubbing his hands and cackling with delight at what he saw inside. Then he ran over to another machine, a small shiny affair that kept going phut-phut-phut-phut-phut, and every time it went phut, a large green marble dropped out of it into a basket on the floor.
Which of the following best supports theidea of Mr. Wonka’s excitement?“rubbing his hands and cackling with delight”“He was hopping about”“like a child among his Christmas presents”“he peered anxiously through the glass door” - 12. Multiple ChoiceSister Hood of the Traveling Pants Excerpt
By Ann Brashares
Once there were four girls who shared a pair of pants.The girls were all different sizes and shapes, and yet the pants fit each of them. You may think this is a suburban myth. But I know it's true, because I am one of them —one of the sisters of the Traveling Pants.We discovered their magic last summer, purely by accident. The four of us were splitting up for the first time in our lives. Carmen had gotten them from a secondhand place without even bothering to try them on. She was going to throw them away, but by chance,Tibby spotted them. First Tibby tried them; then me,Lena; then Bridget; then Carmen.By the time Carmen pulled them on, we knew something extraordinary was happening. If the same pants fit — and I mean really fit — the four of us, they aren't ordinary. They don't belong completely to the world of things you can see and touch. My sister, Effie,claims I don't believe in magic, and maybe I didn't then.But after the first summer of the Traveling Pants, I do.
What is the main idea?Four friends were connected through a special pair of pants.A pair of pants called the Traveling pants.Carmen finding a pair of pants from a second-hand shop.The girls believing in magic. - 13. Multiple ChoiceSister Hood of the Traveling Pants Excerpt
By Ann Brashares
Once there were four girls who shared a pair of pants.The girls were all different sizes and shapes, and yet the pants fit each of them. You may think this is a suburban myth. But I know it's true, because I am one of them —one of the sisters of the Traveling Pants.We discovered their magic last summer, purely by accident. The four of us were splitting up for the first time in our lives. Carmen had gotten them from a secondhand place without even bothering to try them on. She was going to throw them away, but by chance,Tibby spotted them. First Tibby tried them; then me,Lena; then Bridget; then Carmen.By the time Carmen pulled them on, we knew something extraordinary was happening. If the same pants fit — and I mean really fit — the four of us, they aren't ordinary. They don't belong completely to the world of things you can see and touch. My sister, Effie,claims I don't believe in magic, and maybe I didn't then.But after the first summer of the Traveling Pants, I do.
The narrator included that the pants fitall of them to emphasize…how the girls become friendsthe girls are difference sizeswhy the pants are specialwhere the pants came from - 14. Multiple ChoicePretty Little Liars Excerpt
By Sara Shepard
Imagine it's a couple of years ago, the summer between seventh and eighth grade. You're tan from lying out next to your rock-lined pool, you've got on your new Juicy sweats (remember when everybody wore those?), and your mind's on your crush, the boy who goes to that other prep school whose name we won't mention and who folds jeans at Abercrombie in the mall. You're eating your Cocoa Krispies just how you like 'em --- doused in skim milk --- and you see this girl's face on the side of the milk carton. Missing. She's cute --- probably cuter than you --- and has a feisty look in her eyes. You think, Hmm, maybe she likes soggy Cocoa Krispies too. And you bet she'd think Abercrombie boy was a hottie as well. You wonder how someone so . . . well, so much like you went missing. You thought only girls who entered beauty pageants ended up on the sides of milk cartons. Well,think again.
What is the main idea?The narrator enjoying her summer break by the pool.The importance of a middle school crush.A middle school girl wondering how an ordinary looking girl, like her, could go missing.The girl’s picture on the side of a milk carton to announce she is missing. - 15. Multiple ChoicePretty Little Liars Excerpt
By Sara Shepard
Imagine it's a couple of years ago, the summer between seventh and eighth grade. You're tan from lying out next to your rock-lined pool, you've got on your new Juicy sweats (remember when everybody wore those?), and your mind's on your crush, the boy who goes to that other prep school whose name we won't mention and who folds jeans at Abercrombie in the mall. You're eating your Cocoa Krispies just how you like 'em --- doused in skim milk --- and you see this girl's face on the side of the milk carton. Missing. She's cute --- probably cuter than you --- and has a feisty look in her eyes. You think, Hmm, maybe she likes soggy Cocoa Krispies too. And you bet she'd think Abercrombie boy was a hottie as well. You wonder how someone so . . . well, so much like you went missing. You thought only girls who entered beauty pageants ended up on the sides of milk cartons. Well,think again.
What is the importance of all the detailsabout the narrator’s day by the pool?to emphasize what she likes to doto show she is ordinary like the readerto remind the reader they were once in middle schoolto scare the reader about missing people - 16. Multiple ChoiceThe Isle of the Lost Excerpt
By Melissa de la Cruz
Once upon a time, during a time after all the happily-ever-afters, and perhaps even after the ever-afters after that, all the evil villains of the world were banished from the United Kingdom of Auradon and imprisoned on the Isle of the Lost. There, underneath a protective dome that kept all manner of enchantment out of their clutches, the terrible, the treacherous, the truly awful, and the severely sinister were cursed to live without the power of magic. King Beast declared the villains exiled forever. Forever, as it turns out,is quite a long time. Longer than an enchanted princess can sleep. Longer,even, then an imprisoned maiden’s tower of golden hair. Longer than a week of being turned into a frog, and certainly much longer than waiting for a prince to finally get around to placing that glass slipper on your foot already.Yes, forever is a long, long, long time. Ten years, to be specific. Ten years that these legendary villains have been trapped on a floating prison of rock and rubble. Okay, so you might say ten years isn’t such a long time, considering;but for these conjurers and witches, viziers and sorcerers, evil queens and dark fairies, to live without magic was a sentence worse than death. (And some of them were brought back from death, only to be placed on this island—so, um, they should know.) Without their awesome powers to dominate and hypnotize, terrorize and threaten, create thunderclouds and lightning storms, transform and disguise their features or lie and manipulate their way into getting exactly what they wanted, they were reduced to hardscrabble lives, eking a living selling and eating slop, scaring no one but their own minions, and stealing from each other. It was hard even for them to imagine they once had been great and powerful, these poisoners of forest apples and thieves of undersea voices, these usurpers of royal powers and owners of petulant mirrors. Now their lives were anything but powerful. Now they were ordinary. Everyday.
What is the main idea?Without their awesome powers, the villains were reduced to hardscrabble lives.The United Kingdom of Auradon imprisoned all the villains on the Isle of the Lost.Forever is a very long time, longer than an enchanted princess can sleep.All the villains of the world were forced to live ordinary lives without their magic and powers. - 17. Multiple ChoiceThe Isle of the Lost Excerpt
By Melissa de la Cruz
Once upon a time, during a time after all the happily-ever-afters, and perhaps even after the ever-afters after that, all the evil villains of the world were banished from the United Kingdom of Auradon and imprisoned on the Isle of the Lost. There, underneath a protective dome that kept all manner of enchantment out of their clutches, the terrible, the treacherous, the truly awful, and the severely sinister were cursed to live without the power of magic. King Beast declared the villains exiled forever. Forever, as it turns out,is quite a long time. Longer than an enchanted princess can sleep. Longer,even, then an imprisoned maiden’s tower of golden hair. Longer than a week of being turned into a frog, and certainly much longer than waiting for a prince to finally get around to placing that glass slipper on your foot already.Yes, forever is a long, long, long time. Ten years, to be specific. Ten years that these legendary villains have been trapped on a floating prison of rock and rubble. Okay, so you might say ten years isn’t such a long time, considering;but for these conjurers and witches, viziers and sorcerers, evil queens and dark fairies, to live without magic was a sentence worse than death. (And some of them were brought back from death, only to be placed on this island—so, um, they should know.) Without their awesome powers to dominate and hypnotize, terrorize and threaten, create thunderclouds and lightning storms, transform and disguise their features or lie and manipulate their way into getting exactly what they wanted, they were reduced to hardscrabble lives, eking a living selling and eating slop, scaring no one but their own minions, and stealing from each other. It was hard even for them to imagine they once had been great and powerful, these poisoners of forest apples and thieves of undersea voices, these usurpers of royal powers and owners of petulant mirrors. Now their lives were anything but powerful. Now they were ordinary. Everyday.
What theme best fits this excerpt?working class strugglesimmortalitychange in powerpower of wealth - 18. Multiple ChoiceSea of Monsters: Percy & the Olympians Excerpt
By Rick Riordan
My nightmare started like this.I was standing on a deserted street in some little beach town. It was the middle of the night. A storm was blowing.Wind and rain ripped at the palm trees along the sidewalk. Pink and yellow stucco buildings lined the street, their windows boarded up. A block away, past a line of hibiscus bushes, the ocean churned. Florida, I thought. Though I wasn’t sure how I knew that. I’d never been to Florida. Then I heard hooves clattering against the pavement. I turned and saw my friend Grover running for his life. Yeah, I said hooves.Grover is a satyr. From the waist up, he looks like a typical gangly teenager with a peach-fuzz goatee and a bad case of acne. He walks with a strange limp, but unless you happen to catch him without his pants on (which I don’t recommend), you’d never know there was anything unhuman about him. Baggy jeans and fake feet hide the fact that he’s got furry hindquarters and hooves. Grover had been my best friend in sixth grade. He’d gone on this adventure with me and a girl named Annabeth to save the world, but I hadn’t seen him since last July, when he set off alone on a dangerous quest—a quest no satyr had ever returned from.
What is the main idea of the dream?Grover is in danger.The main character is in danger.Florida is in the middle of a hurricane.The storm is building. - 19. Multiple ChoiceSea of Monsters: Percy & the Olympians Excerpt
By Rick Riordan
My nightmare started like this.I was standing on a deserted street in some little beach town. It was the middle of the night. A storm was blowing.Wind and rain ripped at the palm trees along the sidewalk.Pink and yellow stucco buildings lined the street, their windows boarded up. A block away, past a line of hibiscus bushes, the ocean churned. Florida, I thought. Though I wasn’t sure how I knew that. I’d never been to Florida. Then I heard hooves clattering against the pavement. I turned and saw my friend Grover running for his life. Yeah, I said hooves.Grover is a satyr. From the waist up, he looks like a typical gangly teenager with a peach-fuzz goatee and a bad case of acne. He walks with a strange limp, but unless you happen to catch him without his pants on (which I don’t recommend), you’d never know there was anything unhuman about him. Baggy jeans and fake feet hide the fact that he’s got furry hindquarters and hooves. Grover had been my best friend in sixth grade. He’d gone on this adventure with me and a girl named Annabeth to save the world, but I hadn’t seen him since last July, when he set off alone on a dangerous quest—a quest no satyr had ever returned from.
Why does the author most likely include this excerpt?to show what is happening during the stormto imply the main character is in dangerto express his interest in visiting Floridato explain the background of his friend Grover - 20. Multiple ChoiceA Series of Unfortunate Events #1: The Bad Beginning Excerpt
By Lemony Snicket
If you are interested in stories with happy endings,you would be better off reading some other book.In this book, not only is there no happy ending,there is no happy beginning and very few happy things in the middle. This is because not very many happy things happened in the lives of the three Baudelaire youngsters. Violet, Klaus, and Sunny Baudelaire were intelligent children, and they were charming, and resourceful, and had pleasant facial features, but they were extremely unlucky, and most everything that happened to them was rife with misfortune, misery, and despair.I'm sorry to tell you this, but that is how the story goes.
What is the main idea?A description about the story to come.A declaration about the Baudelaire family.A warning about the story and it's sad content.A beginning for the end of the story. - 21. Multiple ChoiceA Series of Unfortunate Events #1: The Bad Beginning Excerpt
By Lemony Snicket
If you are interested in stories with happy endings,you would be better off reading some other book.In this book, not only is there no happy ending,there is no happy beginning and very few happy things in the middle. This is because not very many happy things happened in the lives of the three Baudelaire youngsters. Violet, Klaus, and Sunny Baudelaire were intelligent children, and they were charming, and resourceful, and had pleasant facial features, but they were extremely unlucky, and most everything that happened to them was rife with misfortune, misery, and despair.I'm sorry to tell you this, but that is how the story goes.
The narrator believes the reader…will find the story unhappy.does not like sad stories.likes stories with happy endings.can't enjoy the story. - 22. Multiple ChoiceLife of Pi Excerpt
By Yann Martel
I was alone and orphaned, in the middle of the Pacific, hanging on to an oar, an adult tiger in front of me, sharks beneath me, a storm raging about me.Had I considered my prospects in the light of reason, I surely would have given up and let go of the oar,hoping that I might drown before being eaten. But I don’t recall that I had a single thought during those first minutes of relative safety. I didn’t even notice daybreak. I held on to the oar, I just held on, God only knows why. The elements allowed me to go on living.The lifeboat did not sink. Richard Parker kept out of sight. The sharks prowled but did not lunge. The waves splashed me but did not pull me off. I watched the ship as it disappeared with much burbling and belching. Lights flickered and went out. I looked about for my family, for survivors, for another lifeboat, for anything that might bring me hope. There was nothing. Only rain, marauding waves of black ocean and the flotsam of tragedy. The darkness melted away from the sky. The rain stopped.
What is the main idea?The tiger keeps the survivors from safety.The ship sinks with no survivors.The narrator explains the shipwreck and his survival.The elements allow the narrator to survive. - 23. Multiple ChoiceLife of Pi Excerpt
By Yann Martel
I was alone and orphaned, in the middle of the Pacific, hanging on to an oar, an adult tiger in front of me, sharks beneath me, a storm raging about me.Had I considered my prospects in the light of reason, I surely would have given up and let go of the oar,hoping that I might drown before being eaten. But I don’t recall that I had a single thought during those first minutes of relative safety. I didn’t even notice daybreak. I held on to the oar, I just held on, God only knows why. The elements allowed me to go on living.The lifeboat did not sink. Richard Parker kept out of sight. The sharks prowled but did not lunge. The waves splashed me but did not pull me off. I watched the ship as it disappeared with much burbling and belching. Lights flickered and went out. I looked about for my family, for survivors, for another lifeboat, for anything that might bring me hope. There was nothing. Only rain, marauding waves of black ocean and the flotsam of tragedy. The darkness melted away from the sky. The rain stopped.
What theme best fits the excerpt?Losing hopeSelf-awarenessDeathSurvival - 24. Multiple ChoiceThe Scorch Trials Excerpt
By James Dashner
She spoke to him before the world fell apart.Hey, are you still asleep?Thomas shifted in his bed, felt a darkness around him like air turned solid, pressing in. At first he panicked; his eyes snapped open as he imagined himself back in the Box--that horrible cube of cold metal that had delivered him to the Glade and the Maze. But there was a faint light, and lumps of dim shadow gradually emerged throughout the huge room. Bunk beds.Dressers. The soft breaths and gurgly snores of boys deep in slumber. Relief filled him. He was safe now, rescued and delivered to this dormitory. No more worries. No more Grievers.No more death.Tom?A voice in his head. A girl's. Not audible, not visible. But he heard it all the same, though never could he have explained to anyone how it worked. Exhaling a deep breath, he relaxed into his pillow, his razor-edged nerves settling down from that fleeting moment of terror. He spoke back, forming the words with his thoughts. Teresa?
What is the main idea?Teresa spoke to Tom before the world fell apart.Tom realizes he is safe as he talks to Teresa in his mind.Tom thinks about his surroundings.The narrator explains how the characters are able to communicate. - 25. Multiple ChoiceThe Scorch Trials Excerpt
By James Dashner
She spoke to him before the world fell apart.Hey, are you still asleep?Thomas shifted in his bed, felt a darkness around him like air turned solid, pressing in. At first he panicked; his eyes snapped open as he imagined himself back in the Box--that horrible cube of cold metal that had delivered him to the Glade and the Maze. But there was a faint light, and lumps of dim shadow gradually emerged throughout the huge room. Bunk beds.Dressers. The soft breaths and gurgly snores of boys deep in slumber. Relief filled him. He was safe now, rescued and delivered to this dormitory. No more worries. No more Grievers.No more death.Tom?A voice in his head. A girl's. Not audible, not visible. But he heard it all the same, though never could he have explained to anyone how it worked. Exhaling a deep breath, he relaxed into his pillow, his razor-edged nerves settling down from that fleeting moment of terror. He spoke back, forming the words with his thoughts. Teresa?
Why does the author include the first line?to suggest there is still hopeto inform us about what is happeningto let the reader know what they are thinkingto hint at danger to come - 26. Multiple ChoiceIf I Stay Excerpt
By Gayle Forman
I edge closer and now I know that it's not Teddy lying there.It's me. The blood from my chest has seeped through my shirt, skirt, and sweater, and is now pooling like paint drops on the snow. One of my legs is askew, the skin and muscle peeled away so that I can see white streaks of bone. My eyes are closed and my dark brown hair is wet and rusty with blood. I spin away. This isn't right. This cannot be happening. We are a family, going on a drive. This isn't real. I must have fallen asleep in the car. No! Stop. Please stop.Please wake up! I scream into the chilly air. It's cold. My breath should smoke. It doesn't. I stare down at my wrist, the one that looks fine, untouched by blood and gore, and I pinch as hard as I can. I don't feel a thing. I have had nightmares before—falling nightmares, playing-a-cello recital-without-knowing-the-music nightmares, breakup-up with-Adam-nightmares—but I have always been able to command myself to open my eyes, to lift my head from the pillow, to halt the horror movie playing behind my closed lids. I try again. Wake up! I scream. Wake up!Wakeupwakeupwakeup! But I can't. I don't.
What is the main idea?The girl thinks she is in a nightmare.The girl is bleeding and has a broken leg.Unable to wake up, the girl looks ather injured self after a car accident.Wake up is all she can think. - Answer choicesTagsAnswer choicesTags