1. Fiction sample of basic editing skills
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Elizabeth Berger Miller
i don't even know how long i sat there staring, unresponsive, then
crying. staring then crying more. i kept thinking, "i can't do this,
he's gone, i just talked to him." i was realizing i'd never see him
again, at least not on this earth, his death was so final and it
ripped at my heart. How was i going to endure this life without the
love of my life.
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Edited by Hannah Joy Stacy
I am unsure as to how long I sat there; staring, lost within the
unresponsiveness that encompassed the degree of severity I felt
in losing him. With tears flowing down the traumatized expression
forced upon my face, I kept repeating to myself the sheer
illogicality within the fact that he was suddenly gone.
My composure slowly began to assume its place in accepting the
grave reality that I would never see his familiar face again.
The little strength I had within my soul began to reveal itself in the
inevitability of accepting the grave realization of his death. With
such a reality came along the complete seizure of my heart and
the impossible feat I faced in envisioning any form of future
without him.