The War of the Worlds by H. G. WellsBut, looking, I presently saw something stirring within the shadow . . . Then something resembling a little gray snake, about the thickness of a walking stick, coiled up out of the writhing middle and wriggled in the air toward me and then another.The War of the Worlds (radio broadcast) by Orson WellesGood heavens, something's wriggling out of the shadow like a gray snake. Now it's another one, and another. They look like tentacles to me.Which sentence best describes the tone of the passage from the book compared to the passage from the radio broadcast?A.The book has an angrier tone.B.The book has a scarier tone.C.The book has a more matter-of-fact tone.D.The book has a more surprised tone.SUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS

Good heavens, something's wriggling out of the shadow like a gray snake. Now it's another one, and another. They look like tentacles to me.Orson Welles, War of the Worlds, 1938What evidence from the text allows you to conclude that the passage is in the present tense?A.TheyB.likeC.it'sD.outSUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS

Good heavens, something's wriggling out of the shadow like a gray snake. Now it's another one, and another. They look like tentacles to me.Orson Welles, War of the Worlds, 1938This passage from the radio broadcast War of the Worlds uses which verb tense?A.FutureB.PastC.PresentD.IrregularSUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS

The speaker compares the snake to “water and the wind” mainly becauseA. its movements are the same.B. it resembles the elements.C. it moves swiftly and lightly.D. it is light and airy.strikethrough_schat_bubble_outline

The lines “He has slipped from his death/and vanished into my mind: (lines 23-24) have all these functions except toA. make a distinction between two worlds – the physical and the spiritual.B. show the profound effect the experience had on the speaker.C. show the nimbleness of the snake.D. show that the speaker is a man of deep thought.

You go by your day, rushing through the busy streetsand pay no mind to those who stop halfwayunravel in dark corners and let themselves breathbut if you looked in those corners,You'd find her right there,Disguised by the darknessand the curls in her hairHer nose in a book,With her head in the clouds,hiding her feelings,away from the menacing crowdIf you sat by her side,While the world went awry,She'd tell you the story, behind the pain in her eyes.If you peered through her ribcage, you'd see an empty space,from those she gave her heart towho didn't put it back in its placethe brain within her skull is so flooded it could drown In names of people who said they loved her,but didn't stick around.If you gave her five minutes of your time, You'd see how her smile,makes the worst things in existenceseem worthwhileBut you don't look in those corners,You don't even spare her a glanceSo she sits and waits in those corners, waiting to be given a chance