Noun Phrases: 

She crawled through a tangle of bushes, the long, blonde hair upon her head catching on every stray twig. Laughing, she turned around to face her equally jovial pursuer. The cold, winter air surrounded the two friends, leaving its mark on them by way of red noses and numb fingers.

“A sentence is always a clause but a clause is not always a sentence.”

Relative Clauses:

  • Dark, dust, dirt. The clouds concealed the sun. The pavement was littered with debris.
  • The man walked down the street. He was all alone. There was no other life to be seen for miles.
  • The man, who beckoned for me to join him, was humming to himself.

The sun, having successfully broken through the layer of clouds, now beat down on my bare shoulders. I ran, craving the feel of the water that was icy cold even on this 30-degree day, not stopping until the lake’s surface lapped at my belly button. Then I dived, engulfing my head under the large body of water, and opening my eyes only once my heart had slowed down from the sudden shock of coldness.

Subordinate Clauses:

  • After the citizens ignored the warning signs, the ecology of the planet collapsed.

It was a bright cold day in April. The Clocks were striking thirteen. Winston Smith’s chin nuzzled into his breast. He wanted to escape the vile wind. He slipped quickly through the glass doors of Victory Mansions. Winston was not quick enough. A swirl of gritty dust entered along with him.

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. Winston Smith, his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly, though not quickly enough, through the glass doors of Victory Mansions. He was hoping to prevent the swirl of gritty dust that entered along with him.

Imagery:

“Thin but strong, sturdy and reliable. Its lack of size made up for by its tough surface. A dark black with lime green accents. Engraved with silver detailing of a name and number, smelling like the bottom of a wallet. A jet plane symbolises how far this small object can take you. It alludes endless possibilities, a powerful tool. However, there is an element of danger as if the freedom you’re given is taken for granted it can trap you within a sea of debt after one too many swipes.”

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