Fear grippedhim as hestepped ontothe stage.The candleflickered andwent out witha soft sigh.The library wascompletelysilent except forthe sound ofturning pages.His smilewas asunrise,bright andwarm.The starswinked atus from thenight sky.The waterfallroared as itcrashed intothe rocksbelow.The silencewas so thickyou couldcut it with aknife.The sunstretched itsgolden armsacross themorning sky.The rivercarved itsway throughthe valley.He tracedthe outline ofthe carvingwith hisfinger.Herbackpackslid off thechair and hitthe floor.The cat curledup on thewindowsill,soaking in thesun.The whistlescreamed asthe trainpulled intothe station.He raced downthe street, hisheart poundinglike a drum.The chairwobbledwhen hesat down.The ice meltedin the glass asthe sun shonethrough thewindow.The cloudsdrifted lazilyacross thesky.She openedher lockerand grabbedher sciencebook.Themountainsstood guardover thevalley below.The windhowledthrough theemptystreets.The roomwas an ovenbymidafternoon.Her footstepsechoed downthe narrowhallway.The moonlightpainted silverstreaksacross thewater.The fogcrept silentlyacross thefield.Her voicewas velvet,smoothand soft.Fear grippedhim as hestepped ontothe stage.The candleflickered andwent out witha soft sigh.The library wascompletelysilent except forthe sound ofturning pages.His smilewas asunrise,bright andwarm.The starswinked atus from thenight sky.The waterfallroared as itcrashed intothe rocksbelow.The silencewas so thickyou couldcut it with aknife.The sunstretched itsgolden armsacross themorning sky.The rivercarved itsway throughthe valley.He tracedthe outline ofthe carvingwith hisfinger.Herbackpackslid off thechair and hitthe floor.The cat curledup on thewindowsill,soaking in thesun.The whistlescreamed asthe trainpulled intothe station.He raced downthe street, hisheart poundinglike a drum.The chairwobbledwhen hesat down.The ice meltedin the glass asthe sun shonethrough thewindow.The cloudsdrifted lazilyacross thesky.She openedher lockerand grabbedher sciencebook.Themountainsstood guardover thevalley below.The windhowledthrough theemptystreets.The roomwas an ovenbymidafternoon.Her footstepsechoed downthe narrowhallway.The moonlightpainted silverstreaksacross thewater.The fogcrept silentlyacross thefield.Her voicewas velvet,smoothand soft.

Literal vs. Figurative Language - Call List

(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.


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  1. Fear gripped him as he stepped onto the stage.
  2. The candle flickered and went out with a soft sigh.
  3. The library was completely silent except for the sound of turning pages.
  4. His smile was a sunrise, bright and warm.
  5. The stars winked at us from the night sky.
  6. The waterfall roared as it crashed into the rocks below.
  7. The silence was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
  8. The sun stretched its golden arms across the morning sky.
  9. The river carved its way through the valley.
  10. He traced the outline of the carving with his finger.
  11. Her backpack slid off the chair and hit the floor.
  12. The cat curled up on the windowsill, soaking in the sun.
  13. The whistle screamed as the train pulled into the station.
  14. He raced down the street, his heart pounding like a drum.
  15. The chair wobbled when he sat down.
  16. The ice melted in the glass as the sun shone through the window.
  17. The clouds drifted lazily across the sky.
  18. She opened her locker and grabbed her science book.
  19. The mountains stood guard over the valley below.
  20. The wind howled through the empty streets.
  21. The room was an oven by midafternoon.
  22. Her footsteps echoed down the narrow hallway.
  23. The moonlight painted silver streaks across the water.
  24. The fog crept silently across the field.
  25. Her voice was velvet, smooth and soft.