The black dog was terrified of strangers, especially those who wore hats.
Lily was a black lap mix, with little bits of white on the tips of her paws, and underneath her chin. She was a cute dog, who enjoyed snuggling, and the second I saw her I knew she was the puppy for me. I took her home from the humane society, and proceeded to take her on a walk. We were trotting along, when all of a sudden my neighbor Carl came walking down his driveway. Lily made a shrieking (yes, shrieking) noise, and cowered behind me.
The old teacher spent most of his days yelling at his class.
Mr. C reminded me of Santa. He was large, had a white beard. However, he was absolutely not Jolly. Yesterday, when Billy's phone accidentally went off during class, Mr. C had turned pink in the face, and threw a box of Kleenex at him. Mr. C screamed at us for 20 minutes about respect and, once he had stopped screaming, pronounced that he was refusing to teach us the rest of the day. Everyone knew better than to complain, and we went about tentatively (and silently) reading our textbooks.
The female police officer hated her job and took it out on those around her.
Olivia sulked on her way to work. "Why did my stupid father make me become a police officer?" She mused. She hated the outfit, the long hours, and her stupid, stupid co-workers. She got to the station, parked in the parking lot, and went into the building. Olivia hadn't smiled in four days. She accidentally knocked over a pile of papers on Elliott's desk, and smirked because that made more work for him. "That'll show him," she said to herself. She proceeded to sit down at her desk and watch youtube videos of cats until lunch.
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