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Focus on a character

Describe them:

What do they look like?

What do they sound like?

1. Metaphor

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Focus on the exam paper and pen

touch

What does this paper mean?..

Personification
Alliteration

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Glancing over me to my left, a anxious girl stare into space. The darting eyes piercing my thoughts. Nervously the anxious girl starts tapping her miniature pen, like if she's  trying to perform Morse code. Uncertainly the anxious girl begins writing then suddenly stops with a tilted head. Shakily she begins to rock in her chair and starts sweating like a waterfall. Sadly I feel some kind of sympathy for her, but then that miniature pen starts confidently writing again.

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Exam question

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Focus on your feelings

Describe how you feel?

Hyperbole

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Focus on what you can see around you.
Start the paragraph with an interesting statement.

Don't say it was a cold day/ the hall big.

Focus on the surrounding.

Start at least two sentences with an adverb

Present tense.

1. Repetition

2. Smilie

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VocabularyHelp - Learn English Words With Meaning

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Learn English Words: SIMILE - Meaning, Vocabulary with Pictures and Examples

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The tall mahogany doors swoosh open and wind fills the hall like a howling wolf. Clock strikes 9:00 thralls march in to the echoing hall which has a sinister atmosphere. Metalic chair lined up one by one. Teachers bickering like two Teenagers.

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Time slowed down numbness takes hold. Darkeness consumed the room which has made my body stiffen and freeze on the spot. I sink into my seat.

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Graduelly i grasped the coffe pen. The prickly pen pierces my hand which used my blood as ink. The acidic aroama air lifted away from pen burns my eyes as if they were on fire. The mahogony pen is pulpy like i have a tower in my hand forcing my hands to the metalic table.
The ivory paper staring right back at me, it seemed like the void itself is laughing at me, mocking me waiting for me to fail. The spiked edges attack my hands coating the smoaky paper in blood.