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Jay slid down in his seat, hoping Mr. Yu wouldn't call on him. Mr. Yu knew that trick and asked Jay to read the passage aloud.

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• Third Person Omniscient

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CCSS.RL.1.6

CCSS.RL.5.6

CCSS.RL.6.6

CCSS.RL.7.6

CCSS.RL.8.6

I boldly marched over to Mr. Thomas's house. "Do you need someone to mow your lawn?" I asked.

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• Third Person Omniscient

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CCSS.RL.1.6

CCSS.RL.5.6

CCSS.RL.6.6

CCSS.RL.7.6

CCSS.RL.8.6

"I wish you were the president, Dad," Jo said. She often wished that. She loved her father more than anyone in the world.

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CCSS.RL.1.6

CCSS.RL.5.6

CCSS.RL.6.6

CCSS.RL.7.6

CCSS.RL.8.6

Mr. Stone, who lived alone, rarely left his small apartment. "I'm happier without friends," he told himself.

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CCSS.RL.1.6

CCSS.RL.5.6

CCSS.RL.6.6

CCSS.RL.7.6

CCSS.RL.8.6

As I skated along, I wondered whether the ice was safe. Two seconds later, a loud cracking sound gave me the answer.

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CCSS.RL.1.6

CCSS.RL.5.6

CCSS.RL.6.6

CCSS.RL.7.6

CCSS.RL.8.6

"Try multiplying these fractions again," Mrs. Davis said, knowing Ben could do better. Unfortunately, Ben wasn't as confident.

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CCSS.RL.1.6

CCSS.RL.5.6

CCSS.RL.6.6

CCSS.RL.7.6

CCSS.RL.8.6

Before I could say anything, my uncle's eyes shifted to the dent in his car door. The smile faded from his face and I quickly started to explain .

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• Third Person Omniscient

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CCSS.RL.1.6

CCSS.RL.5.6

CCSS.RL.6.6

CCSS.RL.7.6

CCSS.RL.8.6

Dave preferred a leisurely walk home, but Ava found his pace to be too slow. There was always a lot of space between the two friends.

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CCSS.RL.1.6

CCSS.RL.5.6

CCSS.RL.6.6

CCSS.RL.7.6

CCSS.RL.8.6

"What are you so upset about?" my sister asked me. I pulled my covers up over my head and refused to say a word.

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• Third Person Omniscient

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CCSS.RL.1.6

CCSS.RL.5.6

CCSS.RL.6.6

CCSS.RL.7.6

CCSS.RL.8.6

"That's my glass slipper," I told the prince. He had already figured out that it didn't fit my sisters.

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• Third Person Omniscient

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CCSS.RL.1.6

CCSS.RL.5.6

CCSS.RL.6.6

CCSS.RL.7.6

CCSS.RL.8.6