| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell: was in the next field; but he was there, watching what was going on;
over the hedge he jumped in a snap, and catching Dick by the arm,
he gave him such a box on the ear as made him roar
with the pain and surprise. As soon as we saw the master
we trotted up nearer to see what went on.
"Bad boy!" he said, "bad boy! to chase the colts. This is not
the first time, nor the second, but it shall be the last. There --
take your money and go home; I shall not want you on my farm again."
So we never saw Dick any more. Old Daniel, the man who looked after
the horses, was just as gentle as our master, so we were well off.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Awakening & Selected Short Stories by Kate Chopin: little house around the block. A feverish anxiety attended her
every action in that direction. There was no moment of deliberation,
no interval of repose between the thought and its fulfillment.
Early upon the morning following those hours passed in Arobin's society,
Edna set about securing her new abode and hurrying her arrangements
for occupying it. Within the precincts of her home she felt like
one who has entered and lingered within the portals of some
forbidden temple in which a thousand muffled voices bade her begone.
Whatever was her own in the house, everything which she had
acquired aside from her husband's bounty, she caused to be
transported to the other house, supplying simple and meager
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Desert Gold by Zane Grey: him to give or take a blow had been nothing. This blow to Rojas,
however, had been a different matter. The hot wrath which had been
his motive was not puzzling; but the effect on him after he had
cooled off, a subtle difference, something puzzled and eluded him.
The more it baffled him the more he pondered. All those wandering
months of his had been filled with dissatisfaction, yet he had been
too apathetic to understand himself. So he had not been much of
a person to try.. Perhaps it had not been the blow to Rojas any
more than other things that had wrought some change in him.
His meeting with Thorne; the wonderful black eyes of a Spanish
girl; her appeal to him; the hate inspired by Rojas, and the rush,
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