The Moon shone darkly as Chris walked through the cemetery. "I should have never agreed to meet her here," he muttered to himself. He was on edge. His mind started racing. He imagined forms in the darkness. He felt afraid. Then he heard a voice behind him. "Chris !" He turned and saw Gabriella, his best friend. She laughed and said, "You're not scared, are you?" Chris lied. "No."

I felt the momentum in my body slow as the helicopter stopped moving. We hovered in the air for a moment. I looked down. We were hovering over a landing pad. The pilot gradually brought the helicopter to a gentle landing. Andy and I prayed that the helicopter wouldn't suddenly explode. The pilot tried to assure us that it wouldn't, but Andy and I refused to discount the possibility until after we had safely landed.

You stare down the poorly lit corridor. The fluorescent lights flicker. Surgical tools are scattered over the floor. There is evidence that a struggle occurred here. You walk the length of the corridor to a set of double doors. You pull on the left handle. It is locked. You pull on the right handle. It is also locked. Then you hear a growling sound behind you. A man is calling for help. He sounds weak. You rush toward the noise and see a room with strewn furniture. The growl gets louder. You hear it coming from under a filing cabinet

The dogs were barking loudly. They were rarely quiet, but tonight they were going crazy. I sat at the desk in the small room in which Ms. Flanders allowed me to stay and tried to do homework, but I just couldn't concentrate. So much was going on. Ron had broken up with Alicia. Kevin was quitting the basketball team. I finally made some real friends, and then I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I knew from the dexterous and elegant rhythm of the stride that it had to be Ms. Flanders.

Lewis glared at Clark. Clark glared back at Lewis. The two men had been friends for a long time. They had been in many fights, they had been through some low points, but never had they hated each other like they did now. Lewis's chest burned with anger. Clark's heart blazed with defiance. Neither man knew what would happen next, but both knew that it would not be good.

"You must get the golden key from the Sugar Toast Forest," said the Peanut Butter Wizard. He knew that their quest would be hard, so he gave them a bit of advice, "All you have is one another, so stick together." Jelly Girl and Banana Boy nodded eagerly. They were both afraid of the Sugar Toast Forest. Neither of them had ever left home before, but they had heard tales, frightful tales.

You shouldn't argue with people on the Internet. It is a waste of time and energy.

The Green Fox's legs were sore. He had been sitting on a tree branch for several hours waiting for the

Sheriff. He believed that the Sheriff would be coming this way to transport some prisoners, one of

whom might be the Green Fox's best friend, Lavender Luke. The Green Fox heard the sound of hooves

approaching. He swung down from the branch by his knees and observed an armored carriage with the

royal symbol on the door. "That's our mark. Get ready boys!" the Green Fox shouted to his men.

Mary looked at the menu with a puzzled expression. The letters were blurring together. She couldn't

make out the words. Her server approached the table and introduced himself, "I'm Marvin and I'll be

your server," he said before announcing the specials and soups of the day. Mary could not understand a

word that Marvin had said. She nodded her head politely as he blathered, but she had already made up

her mind to point at pictures on the menu to communicate her order.

What point of view was The Devil's Arithmetic in?