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[Woollybear]

Twelve years earlier, he lost his soul in this room.

Twelve

 

[Ellis Clover]

She opened her eyes, and found herself on the footpath outside The House – the Harry Seidler one she’d loved so much when she was twelve, whose rooms she’d imagined and recreated with cardboard and Paddle Pop sticks.

cardboard

 

[TeresaRose]

Milsom returned shortly with three coffees. In one hand, a ceramic mug for himself, and in the other, his fingers grasped a cardboard take-out tray holding two paper cups.

Cup

 

[Ellis Clover]

Her left hand cupped the barely visible swell of her stomach.

swell

 

[TeresaRose]

The ocean waves grew from two to six feet, then quickly surged to twelve-foot swells, causing the boat to rock violently from side to side!

Violent (ly)

 

[Ellis Clover]

Somewhere underneath the emptiness he reeled violently from her pale, stricken expression, her mouth opening in slow motion to speak.

motion

 

[TeresaRose]

Possessing the hallmarks of a sexy Playgirl model, he waded out of the surf, his thick athletic thighs moving in slow motion.

Thick

 

[Nether]

Oh, did I fall asleep inside a theater? Not the strangest place I’ve woken up. I start to get up, but two figures take the stage. As my vision adjusts, I see it’s a fat guy with thick, curly red hair and a pencil-thin woman with long red hair.

Curly

 

[TeresaRose]

“Aaaaah!!” Petrified by some unknown thing trapped in my thick curly hair, I couldn’t stop my scream from escaping.

Scream

 

[Ellis Clover]

It was her latest catchphrase – picked up from some vapid UK reality show – and it made Alice want to scream.

reality

 

[Brigid Barry]

After being part of a paranormal group I could identify most noises and occurrences in a house as having a rational explanation, so for the most part I stayed away from paranormal reality shows.

noise

 

[kmarcks]

Trying not to make any noise herself, she moved back into the grass and watched, poised to flee.


Poise

 

[TeresaRose]

Immaculately poised, with just the right amount of expressive grief and sorrow when necessary, she’d answered his sizzling questions—“What do you think about the death of Ms. Benson? Did you know about the affair?

Question

 

[Catriona Grace]

Some dead folks are almighty sensitive about that question because they aren’t convinced that they’re dead.

sensitive

 

[Brigid Barry]

From what we have so far, we definitely know that there is a man, a woman and a dog, but maybe the sensitives on SMEGHS can find out more.

dog

 

[TeresaRose]

He needed to get to the office, Sundays were the busiest, with balloons and ice-cream cones for the kids, and a free BBQ with hamburgers and hot dogs.

Need/ed/ing etc.

 

[kmarcks]

"I want to get into his room. I know which one he's in, but I need somebody to keep him busy while I go through his stuff."

Stuff

 

[Brigid Barry]

The closet door exploded open and my stuff crashed out, and those damned footsteps are making me crazy.

Crash

 

[Nether]

Everything came crashing down the day I forgot my backpack.

Forgot

 

[Brigid Barry]

I forgot everyone’s name pretty much the moment I learned them.

name

 

[TeresaRose]

A brass name tag on his white-shirt pocket spelled Raoul in black letters.

Pocket

 

[Nether]

She sticks her hands in her jean pockets and kicks my shoulder. “C’mon, get up.”

Kick/s

 

[TeresaRose]

Standing 20 feet away with his hands subtly parked at his hips, he stared down at his feet kicking the sand side to side.

Stare/d/ing

 

[Ellis Clover]

‘Can we get a cat?’ asked Nate, pausing in the act of draping Morag around his neck to stare at her hopefully.

drape/draping

 

[TeresaRose]

“I’m just going to adjust your towel.” Leaning over, she reached around in front of me to my chest, untucked the towel and draped it down to my lower back.

Lean/leaning/leaned