excerpt from Verbatim's AP English paper tbh
Suddenly, John Crime slowly rose from his seat. his sweat dripping from his sweaty forehead as he slowly rose from his seat to confront the thieves. His mind raced like a race horse and churned like a river his whole body was ready to pounce like a tiger on the thief. who suddenly moved his arm in a comparable way like a starfish. Meanwhile. the night sky was dark like a black colored marker and the wind was as cold as ice.