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Man with red eyes.siting in a chair.
Communicating by mind.He can hypnotize people.

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Landon
" but I must know what happens to the children:.

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The globe became hazy, cloudy, then shadows began to solidify, to clarify and they were looking into an untidy kitchen with a sink full of unwashed dishes. .. The she grabbed a long wooden spoon from the sink and began whacking one of the children.

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"Meg, I give you your faults. My faults! Meg cried. your faults. But i"m always trying to get rid of my faults!

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As Meg took her flower she realized that it was not a single blossom, but hundreds of tiny flowerets forming a kind of hollow bell.

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Hhee iss behhindd thee darkness soo wee cannott see himm meg began to cry,to sob aloud.

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"Again they focused their eyes on the crystal ball.The earth with its fearful covering of dark shadow swam out of view and they moved rapidly through the milky way."

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Hhee iss bbehindd thee darkkness sso wee cannott seee himm

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'You add that to the other four dimensions and you can travel through space without having to go the long way around

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"I hate it!" Charles Wallace cried passionately. "I hate the Dark Thing!" Mrs Whatsit nodded. "Yes, Charles dear. We all do. That's another reason we wanted to prepare you on Uriel. We thought it would be too frightening for you to see it first of all about your own, beloved world." "But what is it?"

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"Because of what you are. Just exactly because of what you are you will be far the most vulnerable. You must stay with Meg and Calvin. You must not go off on your own. Beware of pride and arrogance, Charels, for they may betray you."

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"I think your little boy dropped his ball"

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Again they focused their eyes page 102 miki janca

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Again they focused their eyes page 102 miki janca

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Again they focused their eyes on the crystal ball. the earth with its fearful covering of dark shadow swam out of view and they moved rapidly through the milky way.and there was the thing again.

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The Medium smiled and nodded. " It does seem as though i should be able to do something nice for you, after having had to show those poor children such horrid things. Would they like to see their mother before they go?"

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"meg began to cry, to sob aloud. through her tears she could see charles wallace standing there very small very white"

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"we thought we'd just let you sleep dear Mrs whatsit patted the medium's shoulder. We worked you terrible hard and we know you must be very tiered. but I was going to give you some ambrosia or nectar or at least some tea

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Kaleb Child bouncing a ball but not catch the ball.(Page 116-117)  

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Kaleb Child bouncing a ball but not catch the ball.(Page 116-117)  

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A boy bouncing a ball rather badly though.Sometimes dropping it and running after it with awkward.He throw it up in the air trying to catch it but doesn't.

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"Suddenly there was a great burst of light through the darkness.The light spread out and where it touched the darkness the darkness disappeared.The light spread until the patch of dark thing had vanished,and there was only gentle shining, and through the shining came the stars ,clear and pure."

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They landed on a dimension and there was a person that Mrs.who Mrs.whatsit and Mrs Which. The Medium was all was happy. The Medium was so happy to see its old friends that it was crying when it was

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They were fairy tall rectangular buildings, absolutely plain,each window,each entrance exactly like every other.

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"Look!"Charles Wallace said suddenly. "They're skipping and bouncing in rhythm! Everyone's doing it at exactly the same moment". This was so. As the skipping rope hit the pavement, so did the ball. As the rope curved over the head of the jumping child, the child with the ball caught the ball. Down came the ropes. Down came the balls. Over and over again. Up. Down. All in rhythm. All identical. Like the houses. Like the paths. Like the flowers.

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''What reason have u gave us trust?? Charles wallace said

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¨That was quite a trip!¨

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Mrs.Whatsit traveling in the 5th dimension Page 86 by Keegan

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Mrs.Whatsit traveling in the 5th dimension Page 86 by Keegan

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"That is because you think of space only in 3 dimensions" Mrs.Whatsit told Meg "We  travel in the 5th dimension this is something you can understand meg".

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Oh no .The children in our section never drop balls . They're perfectly trained . We haven't had an aberration for three years.

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 Charles and calvins harsh angular page 115 chloe

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 Charles and calvins harsh angular page 115 chloe

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Charles Wallace and Calvin each by the hand and started down the hill.Below them was laid out in harsh angular patterns. The outskirts were all exactly alike small square boxes painted gray.

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Weirdly Organized (Page 115) Thomas Thai

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Weirdly Organized (Page 115) Thomas Thai

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"Below them the town was laid out in harsh angular patterns. The houses in the outskirts were all exactly alike, small square boxes painted grey. Each had a small, rectangular plot of lawn in the front, with a straight line of dull-looking flowers edging the path to the front door. Meg had a feeling that if she could count the flowers there would be the same number for each house. In front of all the houses children were playing. Some were skipping rope, some were bouncing balls. Meg felt vaguely that something was wrong with their play. It seemed exactly like children playing around any housing development at home, yet there was something different about it. She looked at Calvin, and saw that he, too, was puzzled."

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"My child, do not despair.Do you think we would have brought you here if there were no hope?"

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on page 64 meg said (she screamed out, "Charles!" and whether it was to help him or for him to help her, she did not know. the word was flung back down her throat and she chocked on it.)

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Avery  Mrs. whatsit turning into a white centaur with wings    page 73

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Avery  Mrs. whatsit turning into a white centaur with wings    page 73

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Mrs.Whatsit turns into a white kinda like a horse so the children could go up to see the black thing.

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What there fighting against pg. 83-84  Slater Mobley

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What there fighting against pg. 83-84  Slater Mobley

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"that dark thing we saw," she said. "Is that what my father is fighting?" Yes, "Mrs Which said. "He is behind the darkness so that even we cannot see him.""

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Difference page 116                                         Elizabeth

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Difference page 116                                         Elizabeth

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In front of one house stood a little boy with a ball.

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meg getting excited page 111 From Timothy

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meg getting excited page 111 From Timothy

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she asks Mrs. Whatsit is my father here and Mrs. Whatsit said Yes. When Charles Wallace wanted to stop and give the ball back. Meg wanted to keep going on to save her dad.

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"Mrs. Murray looked up from her letter, almost as though she were looking toward the children, and then her head drooped and she put it down on the paper, and sat there, huddled up, lettering herself relax into an unhappiness that she never allowed her children to see.