Plot
Then it happened. The room flashed green and desks flipped. Girls screamed as books flew across the room.
What is the Climax?
Being different suddenly didn't seem so bad after all. I can't wait until tomorrow.
When I woke up this morning, I thought it was just another day. My annoying sister was throwing a ball against my door and the alarm clock announced it was morning.
The problem in a story
What is the conflict?
first person, third person
What are points of view?
Mrs. Gray glared at me. It was happening again but I didn't know if I could hold it in. I was worried.