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"the trucks fixtures on the front of the it made it look sort of like a angry face in the darkness." (Mullin 522)

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"Then, just as the sun mercifully starts to set" (Lu 196).

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I scavenged down the aisles, filling my apron pockets with packages of food (Bickle 60)

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A beat up girl stares back at me in wide eyed disbelief. Slinger323

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the sign was changing text but its like it was there for a long time ( Dashner 207).

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"The girl stepped to one of the deep metal double sinks and held a clay pot so a thin layer of water hit the dry oil" (Thomas 215)

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"most of the guys body was hidden by the sleeping bag, but judging by the way it bulged, he was fat, heavily muscled or both. His eyes were closed and he was gently snoring."

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"My Hearts on fire" (Yancey 131).

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"Will looked at Gates ,expecting him to take hold of the moment and make a speech. But Gates was unmoved. He wasn't smiling,he didn't seem proud, or caught up in the rush of the moment. instead he looked depressed."

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the maze runner - "It was like somebody had built the maze and then set it afloat in the sky to hover there in the middle of nothing for the rest of eternity" (Dashner 136)

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the maze runner - "It was like somebody had built the maze and then set it afloat in the sky to hover there in the middle of nothing for the rest of eternity" (Dashner 136)

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"Did you know," he said, "That you can drink your own urine?"
"That's disgusting." I said.
"No really, you can. It's just not recommended."

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Fingertip dig between the wrinkles of the skin.

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"If she didn't come out, Cassie would die beneath the car. Within minutes of her last breath, the first fly would arrive to lay eggs in her." (Yancey 138)

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...."The desert heat was dry compared with the suffocating humidity of New Beijing, But it was also relentless.." (Meyers 308)

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"Did you know," he said, "that you can drink your own urine?"
"That's disgusting." I said.
"No really, you can. It's just not recommended." (Bergin 120)

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"I lifted my gaze to watch the hawk take off soaring above the field with a mouse in his talons my heart soared with him singing and free" (Bickle 286).

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"Different people react in different ways." (Yancy 205)

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"Hundreds of little corpses dangle from the ceiling, so thick I almost can't see the ceiling itself. They hang from chains that end in metal hooks slid through their rib cages. Cracked, dry skin has peeled away from their bodies, showing the bones beneath. Clumps of fallen flesh cover the floor like some horrid scattering of snow." (Sigler 244)

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"The boy stops in the center of the yard. His gaurds turn away and hurry back the way they came. There's a brief, horrible silence. And the smoke and sparks pour from the guns. I see the boy convulse with each shot. H

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"Pale blue fire in his eyes, burning to the bottom of my soul" (Yancey 131)

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"I can feel Tomas's eyes on me as I hand Will the weapons. Will's hand closes over the butt of the gun and he tucks it in his jacket pocket. the ammunition goes into the side pocket of his bag, along with the knife and its smooth, deadly blade. I take Stacia's radio from her and pass it to Will. His hand closes over mine and stays there." (Charbonneau 212)

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"Bram was the one who spotted it; and as he lifted it out of the ground, the sun had burst through the cloud cover, and the metal had flared a sudden white, almost blinding me so I could barely read the words printed underneath the number.
Old words; words that nearly brought me to my knees.
Live free or die.
Four words. Thirteen letters. Ridges, bumps, swirls under my fingertips.
Another story. We cling tightly to it, and our belief turns it to truth." (Oliver 76)