I come on a roll but I’m not toilet paper I’m often clear but I’m not a window I’m often put in a dispenser but I’m not handsoap I help you wrap a gift but I’m not a pair of scissors I have adhesive on one side but I’m not a postage stamp. What am I?
Adam was moving down in an elevator. The elevator stopped and the remorse on his face was clear. He knew Eve had died.
How did he know?
On clear days I search in silence, my cool eye a shade of pale. In billowing thickness, with glaring red eye I screech and wail. My power keeps you from the glow. Ever-ready, you'll know to go. What am I?
Sia is learning to drive her new car. She went down a one way lane and in the wrong direction. But she do not break any law.
How come ?
A girl who was just learning to drive went down a one-way street in the wrong direction, but didn't break the law. How come?
