Language points In this article the author describes what happened to her one night and her feelings about it. There is Only luck Ruth reichl
Language Points In this article the author describes what happened to her one night and her feelings about it. There is Only Luck Ruth Reichl
Language points 1 My mind went numb when I saw the gun pointing against the car window as we pulled out of the garage This can't be happening to me. Then I felt the gun, cold, against my head, and I heard my friend Jeremy saying, What do you want? Take my wallet, but at the time I thought of nothing. 2 I remember being vaguely annoved when the gunman pulled me from the car by the hair. I remember the walk to the house- Jeremy, me, the two men with two guns. I remember the fear and anger in the gunmen,s voices because Jeremy was being slow, and I remember wondering why he was being slow
Language Points 1 My mind went numb when I saw the gun pointing against the car window as we pulled out of the garage: This can’t be happening to me. Then I felt the gun, cold, against my head, and I heard my friend Jeremy saying, “What do you want? Take my wallet,” but at the time I thought of nothing. 2 I remember being vaguely annoyed when the gunman pulled me from the car by the hair. I remember the walk to the house — Jeremy, me, the two men with two guns. I remember the fear and anger in the gunmen’s voices because Jeremy was being slow, and I remember wondering why he was being slow
Language points I did not realize that Jeremy had thrown the keys into the shrubbery. But I remember the sound of the gun hitting Jeremy's head and the feeling as the man who had hold of my hair released me. And I remember the split second when I realized he was looking at Jeremy, and I remember wondering how far I could run before he pulled the trigger But I was already running, and upon reaching the car across the street, I didnt crouch behind it but screamed instead
Language Points I did not realize that Jeremy had thrown the keys into the shrubbery. But I remember the sound of the gun hitting Jeremy’s head and the feeling as the man who had hold of my hair released me. And I remember the split second when I realized he was looking at Jeremy, and I remember wondering how far I could run before he pulled the trigger. But I was already running, and upon reaching the car across the street, I didn’t crouch behind it but screamed instead