| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: remember him he had done nothing but take his temperature and
read the Churchman. Oh, and cultivate melons--that was his
hobby. Not vulgar, out-of-door melons--his were grown under
glass. He had miles of it at Wrenfield--his big kitchen-garden
was surrounded by blinking battalions of green-houses. And in
nearly all of them melons were grown--early melons and late,
French, English, domestic--dwarf melons and monsters: every
shape, colour and variety. They were petted and nursed like
children--a staff of trained attendants waited on them. I'm not
sure they didn't have a doctor to take their temperature--at any
rate the place was full of thermometers. And they didn't sprawl
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Wife, et al by Anton Chekhov: a single cloud, perfect stillness, not one leaf stirring. I felt
that everything was looking at me and waiting for me to die. . .
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It was uncanny. I closed the window and ran to my bed. I felt for
my pulse, and not finding it in my wrist, tried to find it in my
temple, then in my chin, and again in my wrist, and everything I
touched was cold and clammy with sweat. My breathing came more
and more rapidly, my body was shivering, all my inside was in
commotion; I had a sensation on my face and on my bald head as
though they were covered with spiders' webs.
What should I do? Call my family? No; it would be no use. I could
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Patchwork Girl of Oz by L. Frank Baum: curled and knew there must be something inside it.
I cut down the leaf with my knife and--out you
popped. Lucky I passed by, wasn't it?"
"You were very kind," said Ojo, "and I thank
you. Will you please rescue my companions, also?"
"What companions?" asked the Shaggy Man.
"The leaves grabbed them all," said the boy.
"There's a Patchwork Girl and--"
"A what?"
"A girl made of patchwork, you know. She's
alive and her name is Scraps. And there's a
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