Figurative Language
Brushstrokes
Dialogue
SAD Openers
Figurative Language pt.2
100

I could punch through a brick wall.

Hyperbole

100

During the first week of fourth grade, Mrs. Parker, our teacher, Made the two tallest boys, Eric and Me, the cookie monitors.

Appositives

100

Can we go to the park I,'' said to my mom.

'' Can we go to the park I,'' said to my mom.

100

Bang! the plate hit the wall, Crash! a glass shatters on the floor.

Action

100

Boom! The first firework went into the sky on 4th of July

Onomatopoeia

200

Break a leg I though as my friend walked on to the stage

Idiom

200

The pavilion was a simple city, Long and rectangular.

ADJECTIVES OUT OF ORDER

200

Hey mom I said, do not get mad but I failed my math test.

''Hey mom, I said, do not get mad but I failed my math test.''

200

As I walked into my sister's room a huge an aroma hits my nose, a rotten bowl of cereal was laying right on her bed fly's swarming it is was terrible.

Setting

200

I was so hungry I could eat a horse.

Hyperbole

300

She was as sly as a fox

Smile

300

I could smell Mama, crisp and starched, pluming my pillow.

Adjectives out of order

300

''My favorite color is blue.''I said to the class.

''My favorite color is blue,'' I said to the class.

300

''Molly!'' I yelled,'' get down here instantly''.

Dialogue

300

''It is raining cats and dogs outside,'' I said to my sister.

Idiom

400

The sun was smiling right at me.

Personification

400

His heart beating very fast, Harry stood listening to the chilly silence.

Absolutes

400

I love your shoes where did you get them, ''I asked Kelly.

''I love your shoes where did you get them,'' I ask Kelly.

400

Heart pounding, Legs pumping, as I ran into the hospital.

Action

400

Her eyes are shining in the sky.

Metaphor

500

 I love jumbo shrimp.

Oxymoron

500

The wind howled as I walked through the black forest.

Vivid Verbs

500

''Good night mom I love you'' I said.

''Good night mom I love you,'' I said.

500

As the waves splash my leg, I could feel the breeze hitting my face. I have never been happier to be at the beach.

Setting

500

Sally sells seashells by the seashore.

Alliteration

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