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The door creaked open, revealing an empty room — except for the single glove on the floor and the faint smell of cigar smoke. Inspector Lane bent down, eyes narrowing. "He was here… just moments ago."

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“I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils…”
— William Wordsworth

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A low growl echoed through the forest. Her flashlight flickered. The silence that followed was louder than any scream. Then she saw the eyes—glowing, watching—from the shadows.

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The robot paused, scanning the terrain. Mars was quieter than Earth, but the sensors still picked up traces of carbon life. "Commander," it said, "I believe we are not alone."

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The sword shimmered as the dragon rose from the canyon. Elira whispered an ancient spell, and the sky cracked with light. "We ride tonight," she said, mounting her winged horse.

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The Amazon Rainforest, often called the “lungs of the Earth,” produces more than 20% of the world’s oxygen. Spanning nine countries, it is home to over 3 million species of plants and animals.

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They told us not to dig beneath the old well. But curiosity has a way of whispering louder than fear. And now… the whispering won’t stop.

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[Stage directions: A dimly lit room. JULIA stands near the window, her hands trembling.]
JULIA: I waited. I waited every night for you. And now you walk in like nothing happened?

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The forest spoke in riddles, and Mira was the only one who could understand them. “Bring the stone to the heart of the mountain,” the wind whispered again. “Before the blood moon.”

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She had been gone for exactly seven minutes. When she returned, the painting on the wall was gone. No broken glass, no alarm — just silence and a single red thread left on the floor.

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The year was 1914. Clara adjusted her hat as she stepped off the train into the bustling London station. War was coming — she could feel it in the way people avoided eye contact.

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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all.
— Emily Dickinson

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The chip implanted in her wrist blinked once — the network was down. She was off-grid for the first time in her life. Freedom tasted strange, like static and starlight.

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Smoke curled above the rooftops of Hiroshima. Akiko clutched her brother’s hand, unaware that their lives — and the world — had just changed forever.

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Marie Curie was the first woman to win a Nobel Prize, and remains the only person to have won Nobel Prizes in two different sciences — physics and chemistry.

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[Stage directions: The courtroom. Silence. DAVID rises slowly.]
DAVID: I wasn’t perfect. But I didn’t do it. You have to believe me. Please — tell them the truth, Anna.

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1. Open the Genre Sort Padlet provided by your teacher.

2. You will see drag-and-drop cards or columns labeled by genre.

3. Read the content on each card in the Sort Me! column carefully.

4. Drag and drop the cards into the column/box that best matches the genre.

5. Provide reasons why you think the card belong to the genre of your choice.