Shadowing 365 words 151-175
Written By Jahaziel Castañeda
they-board-the-train-early-in-the-morning
the-seats-feel-old-but-comfortable
wide-windows-show-the-fields-outside
the-view-seems-endless-in-every-direction
thomas-stretches-his-legs-with-a-sigh
the-landscape-changes-slowly-as-they-travel
the-sunlight-enters-the-room
the-market-is-colorful-today
the-children-are-laughing-outside
he-removes-the-old-papers
the-soup-smells-good
she-adds-spices-to-the-food
a-huge-street-market
the-man-is-shouting-for-help
she-is-scanning-the-ticket
a-big-crowd-waits-outside
we-stand-in-a-long-line
the-cake-tastes-sweet
the-murals-are-bright-on-the-old-walls
the-room-feels-bright-in-the-morning
the-mark-on-the-wall-is-invisible-now
she-draws-a-small-symbol-on-the-paper
she-tilts-her-head-to-see-it-clearly
the-message-feels-secret-and-deliberate
this-is-the-main-street
the-melody-is-soft-and-sweet
i-heard-a-loud-noise
the-dress-has-a-nice-pattern
he-writes-notes-in-his-book
we-take-a-short-pause
she-walks-up-the-stairs-slowly
they-eat-on-the-rooftop-at-night
the-terrace-has-a-small-table
he-feels-impatient-today
we-arrive-late-to-class
her-hands-are-cold
the-floor-is-clean-and-cold
she-opens-the-small-box
there-is-a-cat-inside
our-meeting-date-is-friday
he-checks-the-map-coordinates
she-leans-on-the-wall
we-return-home-after-school
he-pushes-the-door-slowly
she-is-focused-on-her-work
the-cafe-is-between-two-shops
the-ball-falls-to-the-ground
they-jump-over-the-small-puddle
this-path-leads-to-the-park
our-neighborhood-is-quiet
the-walls-are-white-and-clean
we-rest-for-a-few-minutes
she-sits-on-the-soft-sofa
the-kitchen-is-warm-and-bright
the-book-falls-from-the-table
she-is-leaning-on-the-door
he-lowers-his-voice
the-bus-continues-down-the-road
she-walks-slowly-today
i-feel-tired-after-work
the-house-feels-safe-tonight
the-room-stays-quiet-after-the-storm
thomas-sinks-into-the-sofa-slowly
anya-tries-to-protect-him-from-the-fear
he-breathes-deeply-to-stay-calm
the-truth-sits-between-them-unspoken
the-window-is-cracked
the-shelf-looks-dusty
the-box-is-made-of-metal
she-wears-a-silver-ring
the-rug-is-soft-and-warm
he-opens-a-small-trapdoor
she-types-the-code-on-the-keypad
the-screen-glows-in-the-dark
he-enters-four-digits
the-school-uses-new-technology
he-keeps-the-ticket-stub
the-machine-beeps-twice
the-shelves-are-full-of-books
the-boxes-are-stacked-neatly
the-ceiling-is-very-high
she-keeps-the-documents-in-a-folder
he-looks-at-old-photos
we-read-the-reports-in-class
the-table-is-covered-with-a-cloth
the-water-freezes-in-winter
my-sister-is-younger-than-me
the-nights-are-colder-now
the-box-is-marked-with-a-name
they-sit-in-a-small-circle
the-dog-is-trained-to-sit
they-talk-about-their-missions
she-is-chosen-for-the-team
the-lamp-is-beside-the-bed
i-hear-footsteps-approaching
he-sits-on-the-chair
she-moves-slightly-to-the-left
the-dog-is-trained-to-sit
they-talk-about-their-missions
she-is-chosen-for-the-team
the-lamp-is-beside-the-bed
i-hear-footsteps-approaching
the-box-is-heavy-to-carry
she-grabs-the-book-quickly
he-speaks-quietly-in-the-library
the-room-is-silent-at-night
shadows-move-on-the-wall
i-need-to-grate-the-carrots-for-the-salad
cold-air-rushes-in
they-step-out-beside-a-wide-river
he-moves-the-table-a-little
she-inhales-slowly
the-air-feels-fresh-today
a-small-boat-waits-at-the-riverbank
he-keeps-his-hand-steady-when-he-writes
the-boatman-rows-slowly
she-enjoys-rowing-on-the-lake
the-colors-fade-in-the-sun
the-sun-sits-low-on-the-horizon
the-boat-reaches-the-dock-at-sunset
they-walk-across-the-old-planks-carefully
a-set-of-coordinates-appears-on-the-map
she-appears-at-the-door-without-a-sound
he-walks-in-the-direction-of-the-lights
the-final-clue-waits-at-the-end-of-the-trail
we-wait-at-the-train-station
their-suitcases-are-very-heavy
the-sign-shows-the-right-direction
she-arrives-early-at-the-airport
the-plane-leaves-in-one-hour
the-small-light-blinks-fast
he-waits-in-the-corner-without-moving
the-man-hands-them-over-quickly
two-passports-lie-between-them
new-names-replace-the-old-ones
the-photos-look-strange-and-unfamiliar
she-holds-them-carefully-before-speaking
they-wait-in-the-line
his-pants-are-too-long
she-touches-her-forehead-gently
he-officer-asks-for-their-papers
he-checks-the-list-again
she-stamps-the-form-quickly
we-walk-to-the-gate-slowly
the-screen-shows-the-next-flight
the-passengers-wait-in-a-line
there-is-little-movement-in-the-hall
the-speakers-play-a-soft-message
they-announce-the-flight-number
she-looks-out-the-window-quietly
he-takes-the-seat-near-the-aisle
the-clouds-move-slowly-outside
she-walks-down-the-aisle-carefully
he-touches-the-cold-glass
he-takes-a-deep-breath-before-sitting-down
the-plane-lifts-smoothly-into-the-air
turbulence-shakes-the-cabin-without-warning
thomas-grabs-the-armrest-tightly
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the-pressure-fades-after-a-few-seconds
the-cabin-is-quiet-now
the-lights-are-dim-inside
she-hesitates-before-speaking
the-bus-is-stopping-soon
he-can-barely-hear-the-sound
they-whisper-to-each-other
the-plane-descends-through-the-thick-clouds
lights-appear-far-below-the-wings
a-new-continent-waits-beneath-them
thomas-presses-his-hand-to-the-window
it-feels-like-the-beginning-of-something-vast
the-moment-is-strange-and-exciting
he-takes-one-careful-step-forward
a-warm-light-moves-across-the-floor
the-sounds-grow-louder-around-him
she-looks-at-him-without-blinking
the-air-feels-heavy-and-close
anya-points-toward-the-dark-hallway
night-lights-glow-in-the-city
her-backpack-vibrates
the-message-is-coded-with-numbers
a-soft-buzz-comes-from-the-phone
he-turns-his-head-slightly
her-reflection-appears-in-the-glass
a-car-honks-on-the-street
vendors-sell-food-outside
the-place-feels-unfamiliar-to-him
she-follows-the-rules-at-school
the-room-is-very-quiet
the-city-feels-alive-at-night
they-reach-the-crowded-hall-together
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we-stay-in-the-small-hostel
many-backpackers-walk-in-the-street
the-walls-are-colorful
drops-of-rain-fall-on-the-window
the-hallway-is-long-and-quiet
she-shrugs-because-she-does-not-know
they-stand-in-a-small-line
she-takes-a-small-bite-of-the-apple
a-vendor-waits-on-the-street-corner
the-napkin-is-on-the-table
she-gives-me-a-folded-paper
the-baby-holds-a-tiny-toy
a-tourist-walks-near-the-museum
she-buys-souvenirs-for-her-family
crowds-fill-the-street
he-grabs-a-bottle-of-water
we-wait-on-the-platform
he-pushes-through-the-people-to-reach-the-door
they-enter-the-cathedral-in-silence
tall-columns-rise-into-the-shadows
a-stained‑glass-window-glows-above-them
anya-studies-a-carved-symbol-on-the-wall
she-walks-up-the-stairs-slowly
the-balcony-has-a-small-table
the-balcony-overlooks-a-busy-street
she-kneels-beside-the-box
the-plaza-is-full-of-people
a-cold-chill-runs-through-the-room
he-leaves-the-alley-without-hesitation
the-sound-behind-him-stops-suddenly
anya-moves-quickly-to-the-corner
she-checks-the-mirror-in-her-hand
she-looks-in-the-mirror-before-she-leaves-home
she-is-ready-to-start-the-class
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freezes
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colder
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moves
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horizon
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planks
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mix
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sign
airport
plane
blinks
jacket
passports
lose
holds
heavier
line
pants
forehead
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checks
stamps
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screen
passengers
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clouds
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