Read the passage.Freckles were splashed across his nose and cheeks like stars, forming constellations—much like the ones he and his father used to hunt for while lying on the trampoline in their backyard. As he leaned toward the mirror, he examined the Little Dipper just under his left eye.
Which element of style do authors use when they vary sentence structures in a piece of writing?
Read the passage.The room exploded in laughter, filling Sanjay with a sense of pride. He was responsible for those laughs. It was a gift. A gift he’d had since childhood. As a young child, Sanjay had recognized his unique ability to brighten a room with his humor; as he got older, he honed his ability to sense when his peers needed a bit of healing laughter. It was a game to him: How many smiles can I produce today?
Read the passage.Alden watched from the window in front of his desk that looked out over the cul-de-sac. Snow was spread like icing on a cake as far as the eye could see. The snow’s endless white was broken only by the bright colors of the coats, scarves, gloves, and hats worn by the children who bounced around like beachballs in the first heavy snowfall of the year. He took off his glasses and clicked his eyes shut. He was a camera capturing the beautiful scene to hang forever in the room of his memory.
Read the passage.The violin sang its haunting melody, inviting the rest of the orchestra to respond. Soon, the timpani marched in, leading the other instruments to a crescendo.
Read the passage.Nate watched as his kid sister stepped into the row with the other cadets, creating a line of starchy, crisp uniforms in the time-honored formation. Inadvertently, he kicked his own heels together and stood rod-still, resisting the urge to salute the row of young men and women in front of him. He was surprised to feel tears welling in his eyes, realizing in that moment just how proud he was, how honored he felt, to be a big brother watching his little sister follow in his footsteps.
Read the passage.Ana leapt out of bed before the sun rose, not giving her body a chance to rebel against the winter air, eager to hit the pavement for a morning run before she had to get ready for school. She felt recharged, almost electric, daring the day to limit her enthusiasm.
Did you find these answers helpful?