The storm arrived late in the afternoon. First came the wind, wild and wicked, shoving at the windows and rattling the gate like an impatient visitor. The sky was a bruise, purple and swollen.
Then the rain began: a gentle pitter-patter on the roof, and then a roar. Lightning split the sky, and for a moment the whole street was as bright as noon.
In the kitchen, the kettle whistled, the dog whimpered under the table, and Gran calmly cut another slice of cake. "Don't fuss," she said, passing a plate across the table. "That's just the sky clearing its throat."
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10.Find one simile in the passage. (answer space)
11.Find one metaphor in the passage. (answer space)
12.Find two examples of personification. (answer space)