Carefully crafting the opening sentence of a story is critical because. What that means. Without further ado.
When I woke up that morning, the first thing I noticed. Whenever I get that way, I feel compelled to. Left with little choice, I simply.
As the day progressed, the weather ominously. I considered taking shelter beneath the. My path was blocked, so. Squinting, I could just barely make out the details which revealed that she. As odd as it seems.
Later on. I tried desperately but I couldn’t quite. He fell, plummeting down into. Life can be funny, but death. In the end.