A short story called: A cold afternoon A cold afternoon I can still hear the rustle of leaves which have been crushed under her steps while she was leaving me in that gloomy and cold afternoon. I can still hear, her last few words, whispering in my ears: “Let me go, I can’t stay anymore…” she whispered in a sad voice and left. Everything had been gone for me exactly like trees around me which their leaves were losing. The leaves’ color had been changed into a pale yellow like my life’s color. It was autumn, the third season of the year, the season that seems to make everything separated, leaves and trees, sun and earth, the harvest and farms…and we both! Temperature was gradually dropping and I should have felt cold but, she had made an arson inside me by leaving me alone and I couldn’t do anything, sat on a bench and quiet like a scarecrow in a farm. Suddenly a weird sound broke my loneliness, the sound of raking the dried leaves which have been fallen off the trees and also a deep manly voice that said: “Don’t expect to have it again while sitting here and watching indifferently.” He was right, I should have done something, so I took my raincoat, bundled it up and went follow her in middle of nowhere. Please check it out and tell me where it should be corrected. I tried to make it a romantic story and if you had ideas to make it more romantic, I would be so happy and thankful.

A story called: On the way home On the way home Some years ago, I was coming home from school that two strangers stopped me on the way home. At first they seemed to be like passengers who were lost and needed me to help them but, after a couple of minutes I found them two dangerous blackmailers who wanted to blackmail me. Unfortunately they were directed wrong because I carried a shocker by myself!!! So I assaulted them and shocked them right away. One of them was injured and fell down but the other one could run away immediately. At that moment I didn’t want to do anything like a manslaughter but they really deserved it. Please check it out and tell me where it should be corrected with reason. Thanks.

What is this sentense:"many young women are left feeling either invisible or fat and unaccepted" It is a sentence from an article and the whole paragraph is: In cultures where success and happiness are equated with being thin and attractive just like models or movie stars, "many young women are left feeling either invisible or fat and unaccepted"

What does "Being on a badget" mean? What does "being on a budget" mean?

What is the concept of this sentense:"I imagined him with a wagging tail" It is a sentence from a story called "Twilight" and the paragraph is: And, like last Monday, I stared after him in amazement. Mike skipped quickly to my side and picked up my books for me. I imagined him with a wagging tail."That was awful," he groaned. "They all looked exactly the same. You're lucky you had Cullen for a partner."

What is the concept of this sentense:"He plays ball for a living" It is a sentence from a story called "Twilight" and the paragraph is: "Why didn't you stay with them?" I couldn't fathom his interest, but he continued to stare at me with penetrating eyes, as if my dull life's story was somehow vitally important. "Phil travels a lot. He plays ball for a living." I half-smiled.

What is the concept of this sentense:"Ew." Snow. There went my good day." It is a sentence from a story called "Twilight" and the paragraph is: I looked at the little cotton fluffs that were building up along the sidewalk and swirling erratically past my face. "Ew." Snow. There went my good day. He looked surprised. "Don't you like snow?" "No. That means it's too cold for rain." Obviously. "Besides, I thought it was supposed to come down in flakes — you know, each one unique and all that. These just look like the ends of Q-tips."

What is the concept of this sentense: "It didn't look as if it bought them any acceptance here." It is a sentence from a story called "Twilight". With their remarkable good looks, the style with which they carried themselves, they could have worn dishrags and pulled it off. It seemed excessive for them to have both looks and money. But as far as I could tell, life worked that way most of the time. "It didn't look as if it bought them any acceptance here." No, I didn't fully believe that. The isolation must be their desire; I couldn't imagine any door that wouldn't be opened by that degree of beauty.