Which point of view is the following:

There is one mirror in my house. It is behind a sliding panel in the hallway upstairs. Our faction allows me to stand in front of it on the second day of every third month, the day my mother cuts my hair.

_{from Divergent by Veronica Roth}

What point of view is the following:

Effie Trinket trots to the podium and gives her signature, “Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor!” But suddenly I am thinking of Gale and how the odds are not in his favor.

_{from The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins}

Sideways Stories from Wayside School by Louis Sachar.

Leslie sat in front of Paul. She had two long, brown pigtails that reached all the way down to her waist. Paul saw those pigtails, and a terrible urge came over him. He wanted to pull a pigtail. He wanted to wrap his fist around it, feel the hair between his fingers, and just yank. He thought it would be fun to tie the pigtails together, or better yet, tie them to her chair. But most of all, he just wanted to pull one.

In the school cafeteria, John felt lonely and out of place. He wished he could return to his old school and each lunch with his friends.

On the other side of the table, Ron looked at the new student. He wondered if they had much in common. "What's your name?" Ron asked the new student.

"Get out of my way!" the boy screamed at me. He was barreling toward me as his bike picked up speed as it rushed downhill. "My brakes aren't working!"

Johnny stared bashfully at his shoes. His face was red and he hoped that no one noticed the milk that spilled on his pants. What point of View is this passage written in?

I was shaking like a leaf. My palms were sweating. My heart was pounding so loudly I was sure everyone around me could hear it. I hated presentations. What point of view is this passage in?

Alice's adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll, John Tenniel

Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book," thought Alice, "without pictures or conversations?" So she was considering, in her own mind whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

Shiloh by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor

The day Shiloh come, we're having us a big Sunday dinner. Dara Lynn's dipping bread in her glass of cold tea, the way she likes, and Becky pushes her beans over the edge of her plate in her rush to get 'em down. Ma gives us her scolding look. We live high up in the hills above Friendly, but hardly anybody knows where that is. Friendly's near Sistersville, which is halfway between Wheeling and Parkersburg. Used to be, my daddy told me, Sistersville was once of the best places you could live in the whole state.

Robert Jordan could walk well enough himself and he knew from following him since before daylight that the old man could walk him to death. Robert Jordan trusted the man, Anselmo, so far, in everything except judgment. He had not yet had an opportunity to test his judgment, and, anyway, the judgment was his own responsibility."

The president’s friends were worried about safety. They feared that rebel sympathizers would try to kidnap or kill him. Lincoln himself had been living with fear and rumors of his assassination for years.