Ex. 1: She stared intently at him though maybe not exactly the way she wanted to; in fact, she looked like dead woman walking instead of the poised girl studying in the library while coyly glancing over at the company at the table next to hers. no, she looked like a clown in the form of death/corpse in a pretty outfit. girl who didn't sleep enough. up all night cause she's been watching Insomniac Theater on VH1. when you think about it, mostly when you try to make the correct facial expression it comes off wrong. shining eyes of love turn into 'there's a big mean scarybear standing behind you. no, look, BEHIIIIIND YOUUUU'. a smirk turns into 'I'm a frikkin' clown. want to see me juggle next?' or 'I just escaped the loony bin' ...perhaps that's why actors get paid so much for what they do.

Ex. 2: That vase on the window's edge. it can be anything you want it to be. the colours swirl against the light. almost like a kaleidoscope. the sort you'd find in those cool stores in the mall. the expensive ones no one would buy except as a gift or if they were crafty; maybe if they're your father who'd buy anything cause it looked "neat". really, yeah. it's just a vase and it's the only thing stopping the light from attacking you. at least it's good for something beyond just pretty colours which is exactly what you are.