| The wind no longer blows. | 253 | | | | |
| The doughnut shop across the street wants me to enter. | 187 | | | | |
| The trees outside my window get closer every night. | 174 | | | | |
| My childhood town isn't done with me yet. | 163 | | | | |
| There are no trees outside. | 87 | | | | |
| I have a phobia of elevators. I wish I had never tried to conquer this fear. | 87 | | | | |
| The park should be empty. | 86 | | | | |
| The doughnut shop across the street convinced me to go inside. | 63 | | | | |
| My husband sprints in straight lines. What happens when he can't? | 63 | | | | |
| I'm trying to get rid of all of my money. | 58 | | | | |
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