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As a child, I was always a tiny ball of never-ending energy. Concentration? Non-existent. I was the type of child that was most at ease when I was doing something with my hands, although I was very particular about just what that activity would be.
I had always been extremely sensitive. Not in an emotional way; on that front I had always been shut-down and rock solid. No, I was sensitive to the touch, and I would cry at any loud or sudden noise. As a result, I wore my clothing inside-out and isolated myself from most other children.
Bullying was prominent in my elementary school. Even as a first-grader, children would pick on me for my strange outfits and social ineptitude. As a teenage, I'm still fairly socially awkward, but it's nothing compared to how bad it was then.
The day I met my best friend was snowy. Elementary school was just as rough as it'd always been, and I was sitting near the swing sets alone. A girl- I think her name was Natalie- came up to me and began the usual routine of taunting me. I took in my characteristic stoic silence, sitting with a blank expression on my face.
Just as the girl turned away from me to go back to her friends, a voice sounded from behind her.
"Don't make fun of her! She only wears her clothes like that 'cause she doesn't like the seams."
When said aloud, it sounded perfectly logical. Of course I didn't like the seams; I failed to understand how anyone tolerated them. This girl understood the world.
Her name was Sophie, and she quickly became my best friend. Still is, in fact. I love her dearly, and miss her dreadfully.
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The day that I met him was incidentally the same day that I realised just how underused and unappreciated the word 'wonderful' is. The four of us were on the floor, and his best friend accidentally rolled headfirst into a wall. His laughter filled the room as best friend sat up, rubbing the back of his head with an irritated expression.
"That was wonderful!" he exclaimed in the way that I would soon learn was extremely characteristic of him, and what would become one of his most prominent defining features in my eyes.
Wonderful, as it seemed, was his go-to word for anything that happened that he found amusing or even just worth positively acknowledging. Whether it was something that made his ribs hurt from mad laughter, or something that awed him, it was always the same three words.
"That was wonderful."
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I twitched my nose in mild aggravation. It itched terribly, but I knew that should I relieve that itch, my finger would come away blackened with marker. I crossed my eyes, attempting to peer more closely the cat whiskers that my friend had hastily etched upon my face. I looked over at her, and smiled slightly at her own whisker-marred face. At least we were ridiculous together.
Of course, I was perfectly aware of how 'normal' we actually appeared in our pursuit of abnormality. This was all so typical, but I remained enthusiastic nonetheless.
"Ellie, why're there whiskers drawn on your face?" Asked the girl sitting across from me on the crowded bus. She pushed her curly brown hair away from her face, looking at me expectantly.
I answered her quickly, giving some brief explanation about youtubers. Our conversation quickly moved on to the upcoming season of our mutually-favourite television show: Doctor Who.
Our conversation-turned-debate was quickly growing heated when a voice sounded, just to her left. It was clear and soft, low and husky, but easily heard over the noise of the bus.
 	"The Angels could take the Silence any day."
I looked over at the owner of the dulcet tones, determined to find out why I hadn't been acquainted with him before. I stopped short, however, as I saw him.
He was sitting casually beside my debate companion, one arm draped over a metal pole and ankles crossed. He wore a dull blue-purple button-down and blue jeans. His dark hair was neatly coiffed, and he was smiling crookedly.
I stared intently at him for a brief moment before opening my mouth and proclaiming, much to my present and ongoing embarrassment, "You're going to be my best friend."
He smirked, giving me a small two-fingered salute. "Alex."
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My sock-clad feet dangled off of the splintering wooden porch. It was a blisteringly hot July afternoon, and the palm of my right hand rested against my jaw. I blinked slowly, the summer heat rendering my brain sluggish and nearly useless. Across from me, my best friend and constant companion of almost six years had struck a similar pose. I gazed aimlessly at her for a while, my eyes tracing the gentle slope of her jaw and the soft waves of her chin-length blonde hair.
	I was pulled from my warmth-induced reverie by the sound of her voice. “Ellie,” she began, her tone rough with discomfort, “I’m hot. Can we do something else? Preferably cooling.”
	I blinked rapidly a few times, trying to jumpstart my uncooperative brain. “Yeah,  sure,” I told her. “Any suggestions?”
	“No...” she said thoughtfully, getting up and beginning to walk around the back of my house. Thinking that she had simply grown weary of laying on my porch, I let her go.
	Just as my eyes had begun to sag closed once again, I felt a startlingly cold splash of water against the hot flesh of my back and arms. I uttered a small shriek and jumped up from my position, turning to see my friend holding my garden hose with a maniacal look upon her face. She sprayed me again, all the while laughing like a hyena.
	“I’m cooling you down!” came her excited voice. I grinned then. I did feel better, and the heat was nearly as unbearable now. But still, there were principles that must be upheld.
	“I’ll get you back for that!” I yelled, racing across my lawn in pursuit of my attacker.
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	I inhaled deeply, my face pressed against the warm, delicious-smelling flesh of his neck. I loosened my grip around his neck, leaning against the back of the front seat so as to get a better look at his face. We were curled around each other in the backseat of a friend’s car; my arms around his neck and his around my waist as was characteristic of us. The slight bumpiness of the ride didn’t faze us anymore, as we had long since gotten accustomed to the severity of the driver’s turns.
	After a few moments of smiling wanly at him, I lowered my head down to his shoulder. Squeezing him tightly, I tilted my head slightly and place my lips against the shell of his ear. “Love, love, love,” I murmured gently.
	He pushed me away slightly, his eyes locked on my face for a brief moment before he shook his head. “You really do love me.”
	To me, it sounded like a realisation. His eyes were bright, and I’m sure that mine were shining with emotion. He hugged me to him once again, and I kissed his neck serenely.
	“I really do.”
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EDIT: I don't know what's up with the formatting. Sorry.

title: A series of stories

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

How is the narrator in the first story different from the norm?

answer: She's sensitive to touch and cries easily.

text: The response could be clearer in its pronoun use.

refinement: The narrator is sensitive to touch and cries easily.

answer: The narrator would cover their ears and cry whenever a loud or sudden noise would occur. They would try and wear their clothing inside out and isolate themselves from others. Bullying was prevalent when the narrator was young.

answer: Her was always a tiny ball of never ending energy, concentration not existable. She acts differently from other kids and the narrator finds it hard to fit in.

text: The response could use proper grammar.

refinement: The narrator was always a tiny ball of never ending energy, and her concentration was not existent. She acts differently from other kids and the narrator finds it hard to fit in.

answer: The narrator has a friend, who helps her when others make fun of her.

text: While correct, having a friend does not make the narrator different than the norm.

refinement: The narrator would cover their ears and cry whenever a loud or sudden noise would occur. They would try and wear their clothing inside out and isolate themselves from others.

answer: The narrator was sensitive to the touch and would cry at loud or sudden noises. She wore her clothes inside out and isolated herself from others. Bullying was prevalent when the narrator was young.

answer: All of the children at her school in her town would periodically bully her due to her hobby of being different. They would pick on her for wearing her clothes inside-out and for her social ineptitude. She became very sensitive to touch due to the bullying and would cry at any loud or sudden noise. The narrator befriended Sophie. Instead of just speaking to her, she did something kind to her like turning her customary taunts against her into lending her a helping hand.

text: The response contains inaccurate information.

refinement: The children at her school would periodically bully the narrator because she was different. They would pick on her for wearing her clothes inside-out and for her social ineptitude. She was very sensitive to touch and would cry at any loud or sudden noise. The narrator befriended Sophie. Instead of just speaking to her, she did something kind to her like turning her customary taunts against her into lending her a helping hand.

text: The response contains irrelevant information.

refinement: The children at her school would periodically bully the narrator because she was different. They would pick on her for wearing her clothes inside-out and for her social ineptitude. She was very sensitive to touch and would cry at any loud or sudden noise.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

Describe what was odd about the narrator and her friend in the third story.

answer: They dressed in abnormal ways and did abnormal stunts, but their goals were the same. They wanted to look normal and be considered normal in the most abnormal way possible. They even addressed their difference in schoolmates.

text: The response contains inaccurate information.

refinement: They dressed in abnormal ways and did abnormal stunts. They wanted to look abnormal. They even addressed their difference with schoolmates.

answer: They were odd because they were both wearing cat whiskers, attempting to be as "abnormal" as possible.

text: The response could be clearer with its pronoun use.

refinement: The narrator and her friend were odd because they were both wearing cat whiskers, attempting to be as "abnormal" as possible.

answer: They were odd because they were both wearing cat whiskers and using markers to decorate their faces.

text: The response could be clearer with its pronoun use.

refinement: The narrator and her friend were odd because they were both wearing cat whiskers and using markers to decorate their faces.

answer: They ran around, chasing each other, pretending to have cat whiskers, and going hunting even though they were the ones hunting weird animals.

text: The response contains inaccurate information.

refinement: The narrator and her friend wore cat whiskers to be odd.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

What is the name of the boy in the second story?

answer: Steve.

text: The text does not say what the boy in the second story's name is.

refinement: The boy's name in the second story is not given.

answer: He is Alex.

text: While Alex does appear in the third story, the text does not say what the boy in the second story's name is.

refinement: The boy's name in the second story is not given.

answer: Alex

answer: Alec.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

What is Ellie's friend's response to the heat?

answer: Despite being a summer day and the inside of the house being filled with warmth, her friend's response is to torture her with water so that they could cool down.

answer: She sprays her with water until she gets her history.

text: The response could be clearer with its pronoun use.

refinement: Ellie's friend sprays her with water until she gets her history.

text: The response does not make sense.

refinement: Ellie's friend sprays her with water to get her cooled down.

answer: Her friend sprays her with water, which feels stimulating. Then, her friend races to her and holds her for support.

text: The response could be clearer in its pronoun use.

refinement: Ellie's friend sprays her with water, which feels stimulating. Then, her friend races to her and holds her for support.

text: The response contains inaccurate information.

refinement: Ellie's friend sprays her with water, which feels stimulating.

answer: To bring the narrator, who she refers to as Ellie, refreshments. The narrator and her best friend, who the narrator refers to as Sophie, first met on the day of social mortification, the first day of elementary school.

text: The response contains irrelevant information.

refinement: To bring the narrator, who she refers to as Ellie, refreshments.

text: The response contains inaccurate information.

refinement: Ellie's friend sprays her with water to get her cooled down.

answer: Ellie's friend sprays her with water.

answer: To yell and joke around while throwing a hose on the narrator. The narrator and his best friend, who the narrator refers to as Sophie, first met on the day of social horro, the first day of elementary school.

text: The response contains irrelevant information.

refinement: To yell and joke around while throwing a hose on the narrator.

text: The response could use clearer language.

refinement: Ellie's friend cools her off by spraying a hose on her while yelling and joking.


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DOUG BERGERON is the co-managing partner of Hudson Executive Capital (HEC), an event-driven hedge fund focused on improving value and performance in small and mid-cap public and private companies. HEC was founded in 2015 by Douglas Braunstein, former CFO and Vice Chairman of JP Morgan Chase. HEC manages over $1 billion of assets.

Bergeron is also the founder and sole shareholder of DGB Investments, a diversified holding company of technology investments. As of June 2020, DGB had four active growth technology investments.

Bergeron serves as Chairman of the Board of United Language Group. He serves as a member of the Board of Directors of Pipeworks Studios, Jupiter Pro Parts and Renters Warehouse. He is also an investor and advisor to Blend, Inc.[1][2]

In 2001, Bergeron led the acquisition of VeriFone from Hewlett-Packardin a transaction valued at $50M, and became its chairman and CEO. In 2002, Bergeron partnered with GTCR, a Chicago-based private equity firm, and embarked upon a strategy to aggressively grow VeriFone into a multinational company. As of May 2012, VeriFone’s enterprise value was approximately $5 billion, a 100 times increase.[3][4]

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Education

Bergeron attended York University, in Toronto, Canada, graduating in 1983 with a Bachelor of Arts with Special Honors in Computer Science.

Upon graduation, Bergeron was employed by Northern Telecom (later called Nortel Networks) in Ottawa, Ontario. In 1985, he was awarded the Northern Telecom Post Graduate Scholarship and enrolled at the University of Southern California in Los Angeles, graduating in 1987 with a Master of Science degree.

Bergeron was awarded an Honorary Doctorate of Laws (LLD) by York University’s Lassonde School of Engineering in June, 2013. The award marked the 30th anniversary of Bergeron’s graduation from York. At this occasion, Bergeron delivered the commencement address to the York University, Lassonde School of Engineering graduating class of 2013.[8]

VeriFone

In 2001, in partnership with Gores Technology Group (now, The Gores Group), Bergeron led the acquisition of VeriFone from Hewlett-Packard in a transaction valued at $50 million. Hewlett-Packard had acquired the business in 1998 for $1.3 billion. Upon completion of the VeriFone acquisition, Bergeron was named Chairman and CEO.[9]

In 2002, Gores sold VeriFone to Bergeron and GTCR, a Chicago-based private equity firm in a transaction valued at $160 million. Bergeron and GTCR embarked upon a strategy to aggressively grow VeriFone into a multinational company.[10] Bergeron resigned as CEO of VeriFone in March, 2013, following 12 years at the helm. VeriFone’s enterprise value as of May, 2012 was approximately $5 billion. The Bergeron/GTCR acquisition of VeriFone is widely considered to be one of the most successful private equity investments of the decade.[11][12]

In 2007, Bergeron was an award recipient and national finalist for the EY Entrepreneur of the Year Award.[13]

SunGard

From 1990 through 1999, Bergeron served in a number of executive management positions at SunGard Data Systems, including Managing Director of SunGard Capital Markets N.A., President of SunGard Futures Systems, and Group CEO of SunGard Brokerage Systems Group.[14]

Philanthropy

Bergeron is an active philanthropist.[15]

In 2006, Bergeron announced a $1 million gift towards the Bergeron Women in Technology Scholarship Program at Georgia State University in Atlanta, Georgia. Each year, five undergraduate female students are selected for their high academic and leadership potential. Each woman is awarded a full year of tuition and is paired with a C-level female technology leader for mentorship.[16]

In 2011, the Bergeron Women in Technology Program was expanded to the University of California at Berkeley as a result of a further $1 million gift to the university. Each year, five female undergraduate students are selected and each woman is awarded a two-year scholarship and is matched with a C-level female technology leader in Silicon Valley.

In 2011, Sacred Heart Schools in Atherton, California announced that Bergeron had made a $2 million gift in order to open the new Bergeron Lower School at the SHS campus.[17]

In 2011, Bergeron committed $2 million to Multiple Sclerosis Canada, in a gift dedicated to advanced research and towards community service for MS patients in the Windsor/Essex Canada chapter. Bergeron’s father, George Bergeron (1936-1999) suffered from MS and is the former chairman of the Windsor/Essex Canada chapter. In 2005, the City of Windsor opened the George Bergeron Healing Garden on the riverfront of the Detroit river, featuring a bronze statue of George Bergeron in honor of his contribution to the City.[18]

In 2012, Georgetown University announced that Bergeron had made a $1.25 million gift in order to endow the George Bergeron Professorship of Neuroscience at Georgetown University Medical.[19]

In 2012, York University announced a $2 million gift to fund the Bergeron Entrepreneurs in Science and Technology (BEST) Program. This new inter-disciplinary program unites courses around business plan formation and venture capital finance into the science and engineering programs.

In 2014, Bergeron announced a $10 million gift to York University in Toronto, Canada. It was the largest contribution that the university has ever received from an alumnus in its history. In honor of this, York named the new $100 million center of the engineering school The Bergeron Centre for Engineering Excellence.[20]

In 2015, Bergeron announced the Bergeron Scholarship Program had been expanded to Cristo Rey High School, an inner-city school in San Jose, California, through a $500,000 gift.

Personal life

Bergeron was born in Windsor, Ontario, Canada, in 1960, and is the oldest of George and Eleanor Bergeron's four children.

Bergeron is a permanent member of the Council on Foreign Relations, a five-time invited delegate to the World Economic Forum in Davos, Switzerland, and has been a frequent guest on CNBC and Fox Business.[21]

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title: Douglas G. Bergeron

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

Summarize what the text says about Douglas G. Bergeron's career.

answer: Douglas Bergeron has been a successful entrepreneur in the technology industry. In 2001, he led the successful acquisition of VeriFone from Hewlett-Packard for $50 million. In 2002, Bergeron partnered with Gores Technology Group to buy VeriFone for an additional $160 million. During his tenure, VeriFone's enterprise value increased from $1.3 billion to $5 billion. Bergeron resigned as CEO of VeriFone in March, 2013. In 2011, Bergeron made a $2 million gift to Multiple Sclerosis Canada for advanced research and community service. Additionally, Bergeron gave generously to institutions such as Georgia State, Georgetown University, and York University.

text: Question asks for career, referring for a general summary of the entirety of the subject's professional history. The summary is missing his work in SunGard Data Systems.

refinement: Douglas Bergeron has been a successful entrepreneur in the technology industry. From 1990 through 1999, he served in a number of executive management positions at SunGard Data Systems. In 2001, he led the successful acquisition of VeriFone from Hewlett-Packard for $50 million. In 2002, Bergeron partnered with Gores Technology Group to buy VeriFone for an additional $160 million. During his tenure, VeriFone's enterprise value increased from $1.3 billion to $5 billion. Bergeron resigned as CEO of VeriFone in March, 2013. In 2011, Bergeron made a $2 million gift to Multiple Sclerosis Canada for advanced research and community service. Additionally, Bergeron gave generously to institutions such as Georgia State, Georgetown University, and York University.

answer: Douglas G. Bergeron is the co-managing partner of Hudson Executive Capital (HEC), an event-driven hedge fund founded in 2015 that manages over $1 billion of assets. He is also the founder and sole shareholder of DGB Investments, a diversified holding company of technology investments. Bergeron serves as Chairman of the Board of United Language Group, is a member of the Board of Directors of Pipeworks Studios, Jupiter Pro Parts, and Renters Warehouse, while also being an investor and advisor to Blend, Inc. In 2001, he led the acquisition of Verifone from Hewlett-Packard in a transaction valued at $50M, becoming its chairman and CEO, aggressively turning Verifone into a multinational company worth $5 billion in 2012. He also held several executive management positions at SunGard Data Systems.

answer: Douglas Bergeron has spent his career in management roles at several notable technology companies including VeriFone, SunGard, and at VeriFone again following its acquisition by Gores Technology Group. Bergeron led VeriFone's acquisition by Gores and GTCR in 2002 and helped grow VeriFone into a multinational enterprise valued at $5 billion. Bergeron resigned as CEO of VeriFone in March 2013. Bergeron has been involved in philanthropic efforts related to education and STEM, and has received several honors and recognition including the EY Entrepreneur of the Year Award, and an honorary doctorate degree.

answer: Douglas G. Bergeron is the co-managing partner of Hudson Executive Capital (HEC), an event-driven hedge fund focused on improving value and performance in small and mid-cap public and private companies. He is also the founder and sole shareholder of DGB Investments, a diversified holding company of technology investments. He led the acquisition of VeriFone from Hewlett-Packard in 2001, becoming its chairman and CEO. He is also a frequent delegate at the World Economic Forum in Davos, Switzerland. In 2011, the Bergeron Women in Technology Program was expanded to the University of California at Berkeley, which resulted in a further $1 million gift there that same year. Later in the same year, he made $2 million in donations to the York University. He also announced a $10 million gift there, the largest donation in the university's history.

text: Question asks for career, referring for a general summary of the entirety of the subject's professional history. The summary needs to include his work in SunGard.

refinement: From 1990 through 1999, Douglas G. Bergeron served in a number of executive management positions at SunGard Data Systems. In 2001, he led the acquisition of VeriFone from Hewlett-Packard, becoming its chairman and CEO. He is the co-managing partner of Hudson Executive Capital (HEC), an event-driven hedge fund focused on improving value and performance in small and mid-cap public and private companies. He is also the founder and sole shareholder of DGB Investments, a diversified holding company of technology investments. He is also a frequent delegate at the World Economic Forum in Davos, Switzerland. In 2011, the Bergeron Women in Technology Program was expanded to the University of California at Berkeley, which resulted in a further $1 million gift there that same year. Later in the same year, he made $2 million in donations to the York University. He also announced a $10 million gift there, the largest donation in the university's history.

answer: Douglas is the co-managing partner of Hudson Executive Capital. It's an event-driven hedge fund that focuses on improving value and performance in small and mid-cap public and private companies. Bergeron is also the founder and sole shareholder of DGB Investments, a diversified holding company of technology investments. Bergeron was awarded an Honorary Doctorate of Laws from York University's Lassonde School of Engineering. Bergeron has been active in philanthropy ever since he provided $1 million in 2006 to the Bergeron Women In Technology Scholarship Program.

text: Question asks for career, referring for a general summary of the entirety of the subject's professional history. The summary needs to include his work in SunGard and Verifone.

refinement: From 1990 through 1999, Douglas G. Bergeron served in a number of executive management positions at SunGard Data Systems. In 2001, he led the acquisition of VeriFone from Hewlett-Packard, becoming its chairman and CEO. He is the co-managing partner of Hudson Executive Capital. It's an event-driven hedge fund that focuses on improving value and performance in small and mid-cap public and private companies. Bergeron is also the founder and sole shareholder of DGB Investments, a diversified holding company of technology investments. Bergeron was awarded an Honorary Doctorate of Laws from York University's Lassonde School of Engineering. Bergeron has been active in philanthropy ever since he provided $1 million in 2006 to the Bergeron Women In Technology Scholarship Program.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

What does the text say about Bergeron's education?

answer: Bergeron graduated from York University in Toronto with a Bachelor of Arts with Special Honors in Computer Science, attended the University of Southern California, graduating with a Master of Science degree, and was awarded an Honorary Doctorate of Laws by York University's Lassonde School of Engineering. Additionally, Bergeron is an active philanthropist, making gifts to Georgia State University, University of California-Berkeley, Sacred Heart Schools, and Multiple Sclerosis Canada.

answer: Bergeron attended York University, graduating in with a Bachelor of Arts degree in Computer Science. He attended the University of Southern California, graduating from there with a Master of Science degree. York later awarded him with a Doctorate of Laws.

answer: In 1983, Bergeron graduated from York University in Toronto, Canada with a Bachelor of Arts with Special Honors in Computer Science degree. Upon graduation, he joined Northern Telecom (Nortel Networks) in Ottawa, Ontario. In 1985, Bergeron was awarded the Northern Telecom Post Graduate Scholarship which he used to enroll at the University of Southern California in Los Angeles, graduating in 1987 with a Master of Science degree. He was awarded an Honorary Doctorate of Laws (LLD) by York University's Lassonde School of Engineering in June 2013.

answer: Bergeron graduated from York University in Toronto, Canada with a Bachelor of Arts with Special Honors in Computer Science, and was subsequently awarded the Northern Telecom Post Graduate Scholarship and a Master of Science degree from the University of Southern California. Additionally, Bergeron won an Honorary Doctorate from York University's Lassonde School of Engineering in 2013.

answer: Bergeron obtained a Bachelor of Arts with Special Honors in Computer Science from York University in Toronto, Canada after graduating from there. He proceeded to then completing a Master of Science from the University of Southern California in 1987 and then to receiving an Honorary Doctorate of Laws from York University in 2013.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

What does the text say about Bergeron's philanthropy?

answer:
Bergeron is an active philanthropist. From 1990 through 1999, Bergeron served in a number of executive management positions at SunGard Data Systems. Bergeron donated $2 million in 2007 to Multiple Sclerosis Canada. This was a donation dedicated to the community service for MS patients in the Windsor/Essex Canada chapter. Bergeron donated $1.25 million to endow the George Bergeron Professorship of Neuroscience at Georgetown University Medical. Bergeron donated $2 million to York University in Toronto to fund the Bergeron Entrepreneurs in Science and Technology (BEST) Program, which unites courses around business plan formation and venture capital finance into the science and engineering programs.

He was born in Windsor, Ontario, Canada in 1960, and is the eldest of George and Eleanor Bergeron's four children.

text: Omit the second paragraph. It is not about philanthropy. Philanthropy is about caring for others, usually in the form of charity, and in the contemporary use of the term, done by individuals or groups with high financial capabilities. The second paragraph in the summary is about the subject's early life.

refinement: Bergeron is an active philanthropist. From 1990 through 1999, Bergeron served in a number of executive management positions at SunGard Data Systems. Bergeron donated $2 million in 2007 to Multiple Sclerosis Canada. This was a donation dedicated to the community service for MS patients in the Windsor/Essex Canada chapter. Bergeron donated $1.25 million to endow the George Bergeron Professorship of Neuroscience at Georgetown University Medical. Bergeron donated $2 million to York University in Toronto to fund the Bergeron Entrepreneurs in Science and Technology (BEST) Program, which unites courses around business plan formation and venture capital finance into the science and engineering programs.

answer: The text states that Bergeron is an active philanthropist who has made significant donations to various educational institutions and organizations dedicated to MS research and community service. Specifically, Bergeron has donated one million dollars toward the creation of scholarships for female undergraduate students, has made a $2 million gift toward a new school at Sacred Heart Schools in Atherton, CA, and has made significant financial contributions to the neuroscience program at Georgetown University and the engineering program at York University in Toronto, Canada.

answer: He has donated a million dollars to fund the Bergeron Women in Technology Scholarship Program at Georgia State University in Atlanta, Georgia, Gift to the University of California at Berkeley, Gift to the United States Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, Gift to Sacred Heart Schools in Atherton, and $2 million to Multiple Sclerosis Canada.

answer: Bergeron is an active philanthropist who has personally contributed more than $10 million to various charitable organizations. He founded the Bergeron Women in Technology Scholarship Program and expanded the program at universities in both Atlanta, Georgia and in Toronto, Canada. Additionally, he established the Bergeron Scholarship Program at Cristo Rey High School in San Jose, California.

answer: Bergeron donated $1 million to the Bergeron Women in Technology Scholarship Program at Georgia State University in Atlanta, Georgia, and expanded it to the University of California at Berkley with another $1 million in 2011. He made a $2 million gift in 2011 to open the new Bergeron Lower School at the Sacred Heart Schools campus in Atherton, California. Bergeron committed $2 million to Multiple Sclerosis Canada to advance research and help the community of MS patients in the Windsor/Essex/ Canada chapter. He donated $1.25 million to Georgetown University for the George Bergeron Professorship of Neuroscience at Georgetown University Medical. Bergeron has also donated $2 million to fund the Bergeron Entrepreneurs in Science and Technology at York University in 2012, and also made a $10 million donation to the school in 2014. the largest contribution the university has ever received from an alumnus in history.


text:
Hello there! My name is Michael J. Orzechowski and I would like to submit a short story to Backhand Stories. I have finished publishing my first full collection of work entitled "This City is Dead to Me: Tales From the Land of Pleasant Living", along with other plays and novellas. I typically write darker stories with a twist and am heavily influenced by the work of E.A. Poe [which I find fitting, seeing as how I live in the wonderful city of Baltimore]. I hope you would consider this for your blog and, if you enjoy it and it gets positive feedback, I would love to share more!

I have the story copied out below and I will also attach it in a .doc file as well. Let me know if you need any more information about me, the story or anything else in between!

Thank you again
Michael J. Orzechowski

Clunk

By: Michael Orzechowski

The gallows finally came into sight. The rain was falling lightly and Glenda could feel it trickle on her forehead. She wanted nothing more than to wipe her brow, but the ropes binding her hands kept her arms firm against her side. Closing her eyes to keep the sweat from rolling in, she tripped on the cobblestone beneath her feet. As she landed on her knees, the crowd exploded in cheers. Glenda opened her eyes and searched for any sign of remorse; any preservation of her dignity. There was none.

            Glenda made her way up the creaky stairs of the platform as the ranting and raving of the audience was pushed to a halt by a short, bald man in a long brown robe. Waving his hands high in the air, he drew the attention of every man, woman and child who had traveled to the far side of town for a hanging.

            “Good people of the state!” he began, muffling the voices of the last few citizens, standing at the base of the wooden structure, “We gather here today in triumph! We gather here today in victory! We gather here to put an end to the heartache and to find closure from the events of the past few months. Here before you stands Glenda Handell. She is convicted on three counts of kidnapping and the murder of Emily, George and Gretchen Libell. She has been found guilty and been sentenced, by the court, to hang from the neck until she is dead. We only hope that God shows her the mercy that she was unable to show those poor children.”

            The crowd’s voices lifted again in a fleet of booing and screaming. The town had looked forward to this day since the three children had gone missing over two months ago. The one who looked forward to it the most, however, was James Crandon, the leader of the search. Originally a traveler from New York City, he had travelled all the way to Decker in hopes of opening his own business, but had since become the sheriff of the small town. He was one of the first out-of-state sheriffs the state of Virginia had ever had, and the townsfolk adored him.

            James was a tall man, dark in complexion with bright green eyes. His hair flowed over his shoulders, which swept back to reveal the lapels of his finely tailored jacket. He stood at the base of the gallows, biting his bottom lip in anticipation. Glenda moved her eyes over to his and shook her head. James did nothing but smile.

            Glenda knew the truth.

            It was a beautiful day out in the fields. The sun was radiating a warm glow and the trees danced in the light breeze that blew in from the north. The town was alive with workers and artists, walking the streets and making their living. Glenda stepped out of her small home and onto the dusty road. She could hear the children playing in the crop fields across the way and decided to go sit on the fence to watch them. She could see the blue on their shirts peering through the cornstalks as they bolted from side to side.

            “Tag!” one of the children would yell. “You’re it!”

            “Am not!” the other would cry, running away from the other children.

            Glenda chuckled as the kids argued back and forth. She thought to herself all the games she played when she was their age. She missed those times so dearly. She jumped off the fence and decided that she was going to join the children, despite the fact that she was still wearing her cooking gown and soft shoes.

            The fallen stalk crunched under her feet as she walked towards the children, her steps growing faster and faster until she was in a light jog. She finally reached the middle of the field to find that the children had left. Glenda circled the field, but the three where nowhere to be found.

            Glenda began to feel a warmth under her feet. The strange sensations struck fear into her heart as she looked down at her toes and wiggled them, feeling the thin, damp covering of her shoes.

Crimson.

            Glenda covered her face in horror and saw a trail of red leading to the back of the crop field. Her feet reluctantly pulled her towards the trail as tears rolled down her face. She stepped ever-so-carefully, terrified to know what was at the other end. The trail led her to an old shack in the backwoods. Her hand shook as she stretched it out to the door. The hinges squealed as she gave it a small shove and peered inside. What she saw she knew would never leave her eyes. There, standing over three motionless children, was James.

            Glenda turned and ran.

            “Ladies and gentlemen!” the man in the robe continued. “It saddens me to have to watch such a young, pretty girl like this fall into the grasps of the devil. However, the crimes you have committed are beyond that which is forgivable here on Earth. Ms. Handell, have you any words to say before you meet your fate?

            Glenda stood silent.

            James spoke up from the crowd. “The girl’s one of them mutes, Reverend. Can’t say a God damn thing if she tried.”

            Glenda hung her head in shame.

            “But worry not, Sir, I assure you, she is the culprit. I saw her do it with my own two eyes. It took me a while to track her down, but I got her. Oh, I got her.”

            The reverend stepped up to Glenda, placing a hood over her head and began whispering a prayer into her ear. Her knees shook violently as she made her way towards the noose. Glenda felt the rope fall over her nose and chin as the reverend pulled it tight to her throat. The crowd stood in awe as the trapdoor opened with a loud clunk.

title: Clunk

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

Summarize the crime that Glenda is being tried for.

answer: Glenda is being charged with the kidnapping and murder of three children.

answer: Glenda is being tried for kidnapping and murder of three children.

answer: Glenda kidnapped and murdered three children.

text: Glenda is innocent; she has been found guilty of those things

refinement: Glenda is convicted of kidnapping and murdering three children.

answer: Glenda is being tried for three counts of kidnapping and the murder of Emily, George, and Gretchen Libell. The court has found her guilty and she is to be hung from the neck until she is dead. The town has been waiting for this day since the notice of the missing children occurred two months ago.

answer: For three counts of kidnapping and three counts of murder. The story does not go into what crime James is being charged for.

text: James has not been charged

refinement: For three counts of kidnapping and three counts of murder.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

Summarize the biggest plot twist of the story.

answer: The biggest plot twist of the story is when Glenda is known to not be the actual killer, and James is. The story describes how Glenda runs over to an old shack in the backwoods and sees James standing over three motionless children. James speaks from the crowd and says that the girl is a mute and she won't say anything if she is tried.

answer: The biggest twist is when the narrator narrated committing a murder; in the end, she is the twist that gets a similar punishment.

text: Completely wrong response

text: Provide a response

refinement: Glenda is convicted of kidnapping and murdering three children, but it is revealed that the sheriff James is the real murderer. Glenda can't defend herself because she is mute.

answer: The protagonist, Glenda, is wrongly convicted of killing three children, despite her innocence. The man who claims to have seen her commit the murders, James Crandon, is actually the one who actually committed the crimes himself. The protagonist is hanged despite her innocence.

answer: The protagonist, Glenda, is set to be hanged but finds out that the real culprit of the murder of the three children was her friend and ally James.

text: James is not Glenda's "friend and ally"

refinement: The protagonist, Glenda, is set to be hanged but finds out that the real culprit of the murder of the three children was James.

answer: The biggest plot twist is that James committed the crimes, not Glenda.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

Summarize Glenda's emotions when she realized the children were missing.

answer: Glenda's emotions when she realized the children were missing were fear and horror. This culminated in her shame and horror at finding the children killed by James Crandon.

text: I'm not sure Glenda felt "shame" at seeing the dead children

refinement: Glenda's emotions when she realized the children were missing were fear and horror. This culminated in her horror at finding the children killed by James Crandon.

answer: Glenda was having a good time with the children and taking care of them while playing with them. She could not find the children as she circled the field. Glenda felt a warmth under her feet and saw a trail of red and her heart was struck with fear. She went to the old shack in the backwoods and saw the three children dead and was shocked and full of fear. She ran away, and when she was being tried for the death of the children, she felt nothing but fear.

text: Glenda never actually played with the children

refinement: She could not find the children as she circled the field. Glenda felt a warmth under her feet and saw a trail of red and her heart was struck with fear. She went to the old shack in the backwoods and saw the three children dead and was shocked and full of fear. She ran away, and when she was being tried for the death of the children, she felt nothing but fear.

answer: Glenda was alarmed when she realized that the kids were missing and searched for them for a little while, calling for them and cursing their disobedience. When she could not see them or find them, she became frantic and started running around wildly for them. She began to feel like someone was listening to her, and she cried, hoping someone had noticed the absence of the kids and that was why it was taking so long to find them.

text: Totally inaccurate response

text: Provide a response

refinement: Glenda is horrified when she sees the trail of blood and terrified as she follows it to the shack. She is haunted by the sight of James standing over the dead children.

answer: The girl realized the children were missing. She searched the waterfront but they were nowhere to be found. She went to the field to meet them and did not see them, which later led her to their dead bodies.

answer: Glenda found the three children missing in the field, and recognized the tell-tale signs of blood leading to an abandoned shack. When she stepped inside, she saw James, a trusted local figure, standing over them. She ran in terror and humiliation, prepared for her death.

text: Answer what emotions she felt

refinement: Glenda found the three children missing in the field, and recognized the tell-tale signs of blood leading to an abandoned shack. She felt horrified and terrified as she approached the shack. When she stepped inside, she saw James, a trusted local figure, standing over them. She was haunted by the sight of James standing over the dead children. She ran in terror and humiliation, prepared for her death.

text: Nothing indicates that Glenda was "prepared for her death" when she found the children or that she was humiliated

refinement: Glenda found the three children missing in the field, and recognized the tell-tale signs of blood leading to an abandoned shack. She felt horrified and terrified as she approached the shack. When she stepped inside, she saw James, a trusted local figure, standing over them. She was haunted by the sight of James standing over the dead children. She ran in terror.


text:
"Wake up, Timothy.....Timothy, dear, wake up!"

“Ugh...what?”

“Wake up! We're leaving soon!”

	Timothy rose from his bead, still groggy. Beside him was his wife, already dressed. He glanced at his clock; 3:20 AM, it read.

“Margaret, what are you doing awake and dressed at three in the morning? Why are you waking me up?”, said Timothy, yawning.

“We're leaving soon!”

“Leaving where?”

“Oh...well, its a surprise, you'll just have to wait until Jeffery comes. Then we will leave!”, said Margaret. She seemed quite excited for this place they were going to.

“Who's Jeffery? Why do we have to wait for him?”

“Because he's the one taking us!”

“Margaret, I don't want to go anywhere. I want to sleep. I have work in the morning, how am I supposed to be on time if I don't get any sleep?”

“You don't need to worry about work, dear. Now get dressed! I'm going to go fix us some breakfast.”

	Margaret left the bedroom, and headed towards the kitchen. Timothy could hear her humming to herself happily as she prepared their food. As reluctant as he was, he got out of bed and dressed himself. He didn't want to go anywhere; but Margaret had been quite distant lately; not herself. This was the first time in weeks he had seen her happy. He decided he'd go along with it, for her sake. As he walked into the kitchen, Margaret stood at the stove smiling, frying some eggs.

“How would you like your eggs, dear?”

“Runny.”

	Timothy walked to the coffee maker, and began to make some coffee. He soon realized that Margaret had stopped humming; so he turned around. She was standing completely still, staring at him blankly.

“What are you looking at me like that for?”, he asked.

	No response.

“Margaret, what's wrong?”

“Oh, what?”, she said, as she snapped back into reality.

“You were staring at me.”

“Oh, sorry. Silly me, I guess I'm still a bit tired!” She resumed cooking the eggs and humming.

	Timothy finished brewing his coffee just as Margaret finished cooking the eggs. She prepared them plates, and they sat down to eat.

“So, where are we going?”, Timothy asked.

“I can't tell you, dear. Its a surprise.”

“What kind of surprise?”

“A special surprise, just for you.”

“A surprise? For me? It better be damn good if its at 3 AM in the morning. When are we leaving?”

“Oh, I don't know. As soon as Jeffery gets here.”

	About a half hour had passed, and they had both finished eating. Timothy was in the living room, fiddling with the T.V.. Margaret sat next to him, reading a book.

“Margaret, did you mess with the T.V.? Its just fuzzy white noise.”

“No dear, I didn't touch it.”

“Whatever. There's probably nothing good on, anyway. Can we leave yet?”

“No, not yet. We need to wait 'till Jeffery comes.”

“I think this Jeffery guy is a bit late.”, said Timothy, mildly annoyed.

	Another half hour passed, and at this point Timothy was laying on the floor, half asleep. His eyes became heavy, and soon the image of Margaret underneath the lamp had dimmed to blackness.

“Wake up, Timothy! Wake up! Timothy!”

	Timothy opened his eyes. He was back in his bed, with Margaret sitting on the bed next to him, with a worried look on her face.

“Timothy, you were talking in your sleep, and you're sweating.”

“What? How did I get in my bed? Is Jeffery here yet? He glanced at the clock; 5:48 AM.

“Who's Jeffery, Timothy?”

“Jeffery, Margaret. You know, he was going to take us to the surprise, remember? You woke me up at 3 AM!”

“What? I don't know a Jeffery, and I didn't wake you up. You must have been dreaming, that's probably why you were talking in your sleep.”

“Maybe...Margaret, I had a very strange dream. You woke me up, and we were going to go to my surprise, but you said we had to wait for Jeffery, and-”

“Oh, honey! You're cold!”

“I'm what?”, said Timothy, confused.

“You're cold! But you're sweating! I'm calling the doctor.”

Margaret left the bedroom, and he could soon hear her talking on the phone with the doctor. He touched his forehead; it was cold. Stone cold. So was his arm, and his leg, and the rest of his body. Ice cold. He shivered. The doorbell rang.

“Wow, that was fast!”, exclaimed Margaret.

Timothy could hear her answer the door.

“Who are you? You're not the doctor.”

“No, I'm not,” said a man with a raspy voice. “I'm here for Timothy.”

“He's in the bedroom...but who are you? What do you want?”

“I'm Jeffery,” he said, “The undertaker.”

title: Wait 'till Jeffery Comes

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

Summarize the twist ending.

answer: The twist ending is also known as the reveal. First, the reader learns of Timothy's dream. Then, the narrator says that Timothy is cold but sweating. By the end of the story, Timothy is sweating a lot and has talking in his sleep. That it is discovered he has died and that his home is being fetched by the undertaker.

text: Much of the response is unnecessary since the twist can be put into a single sentence.

refinement: In the twist ending it is discovered that Timothy has died and that he is being fetched by the undertaker named Jeffrey.

answer: At 5:48 AM, the doorbell rang and Margaret answered it to find a man named Jeffery. He is the undertaker. Timothy was suffering from hypothermia in the bedroom, and Jeffery arrived to take him away.

text: There is no mention of hypothermia in the story, the fact he was 'cold' is likely due to the fact he is dead to begin with.

refinement: At 5:48 AM, the doorbell rang and Margaret answers it to find a man named Jeffery. He is the undertaker. Timothy has died of an unknown cause, and Jeffery has arrived to take him away.

answer: The twist ending is that when Timothy woke up in his bed, he discovered that he had died in his sleep. Jeffery was the undertaker and had come to claim him.

text: Requires a small edit for the sake of clarity.

refinement: When Timothy 'wakes up' in his bed, he discovers that he has died in his sleep. Jeffery, the undertaker, whose name was present in his dream, had come to claim him.

answer: Timothy dreamed that someone named Jeffery was coming to pick him up. When he wakes up, he is cold and his wife calls the doctor. Instead, Jeffery arrives at the door and reveals he is the undertaker. The twist is that Timothy has died and Jeffery is here to collect the body.

answer: The story appears to have a dream or a hallucination as most people have referred to it. Timothy is actually dead- he died in about an hour time. Unknown to him and his wife, someone was coming to collect his body when he passed. He was having a dream about waiting to leave with Jeffery to a surprise destination with Jeffery but the whole time he was actually lying in his bed dead.

text: The response reads as though it was written from a poor translation. The response requires a large edit, though the correct answer is in there.

refinement: Timothy is actually dead. Unknown to him someone was coming to collect his body when he passed. He was having a dream about waiting to leave with Jeffery to a surprise destination but the whole time he was actually lying in his bed dead, awaiting collection by Jeffery the undertaker.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

Summarize Timothy's dream.

answer: In Timothy's dream, his wife wakes him up at 3:20. She tells him they are leaving soon and waiting for someone named Jeffery. Timothy gets out of bed and gets dressed, then joins Margaret in the kitchen. He turns around to find her staring at him blankly. They eat breakfast and half an hour passes. Timothy tries to watch TV. but only gets fuzzy white noise. Timothy lies on the floor and his eyelids grow heavy and he loses consciousness.

answer: Timothy had a dream where he was being woken up by Margaret at 3 AM to go somewhere, but she said they had to wait for Jeffery to show up first. He fell asleep and woke up after Margaret had called the doctor. When Jeffery did show up, Timothy found out that he was the undertaker and had come to take him.

text: The response covers more than the dream. Details can be omitted and others added for a little more clarity.

refinement: Timothy has a dream where he was being woken up by his wife Margaret at 3AM to go somewhere, but she said they had to wait for Jeffery to show up first. Margaret makes breakfast but stops and stares blankly at Timothy. Whilst trying to watch T.V, they only get white noise. While waiting for Jeffery to arrive Timothy falls asleep again.

text: Small details can be added for accuracy.

refinement: Timothy has a dream where he was being woken up by his wife Margaret at 3.20AM to go somewhere, but she said they had to wait for Jeffery to show up first. While waiting for Jeffery he falls asleep again.

answer: Margaret wakes Timothy up in the middle of the night, to tell him they are leaving, but they need to wait on Jeffery. Timothy falls asleep waiting on Jeffery, who doesn't show. Timothy goes to bed, and has a dream where he stands frozen in time in the kitchen, where Margaret is preparing eggs. She turns off as she stares at him, then resumes resetting. He checks her, but she's fine. They eat, and wait for Jeffery to come. He finally shows, and tells Timothy that he is the undertaker, and to get ready because he is taking Timothy to his final resting place.

answer: It is not quite clear what was happening in Timothy's dream. He was dreaming of living in a sort of mental state and he was fully aware what was happening. In his dream, he spotted his wife going about her chores and he questioned her about where she was going. She said she was going to breakfast but did not give out any details. Timothy ended up following her halfway through and fell asleep. In the dream, his wife began talking to him strangely and he lost all meaning of what was happening. Going by the story, it is very clear that the woman's behaviour was an immediate danger to Timothy.

text: The response is wholly incoherent to the point it is inaccurate and doesn't answer the question properly.

refinement: Timothy wakes up to find his wife Margaret telling him to get up as Jeffery is coming to take them somewhere. Jeffery begrudgingly gets up, and Margaret continues to act strangely. Jeffery does not show and whilst waiting, Timothy falls asleep once again.

answer: In Timothy's dream, he awoke at 3 AM to find Margaret ushering him to leave for somewhere unexpectedly. They waited in anticipation for a man named Jeffery to come to take them. When Jeffery arrived, it was revealed that he was the undertaker. In the dream, Timothy began to experience an unnaturally cold body and was subject to strange fits of shivering. Suddenly, Margaret heard the doorbell ring and opened the door to reveal Jeffery, confirming it was all a dream.

text: Only the first half on the response is necessary.

refinement: In Timothy's dream, he awoke at 3 AM to find Margaret ushering him to leave for somewhere unexpectedly. They waited in anticipation for a man named Jeffery to come to take them, but while waiting Timothy falls asleep.


text:
Progress.

To Us, it has been the ubiquitous goal. The ultimate End. We who have, in our journeys, seen the World as it was meant to be, as it was supposed to be bestowed upon Us. It is Progress that impels us onwards, both into and out of Ourselves. Long have We wondered when We would accomplish Our goals, when We would find the place that was Our birthright.

But long though We sought, We knew that there was something preventing us from truly becoming. We thought that it was Our failure as creatures whose first home was the place where Mind has no meaning. We wondered in Our confusion if We had been tainted with the blight of Many--if some of Us had broken away from the Unity that binds us all. But after much deliberation and much thought on Our part, we came to a realization. As Truth does reign supreme, We now know what it is that hinders Us in our Progress.

It is Them.

They who believe that the World is Theirs. They who think that the splendors of Flesh and Substance can be bought and sold, that Mind and Thought are commodities unique to them. Their singularity is the poison that spreads through Our vein, Their multiplicity the bane of Our destiny. They have no Unity of Spirit yet Their bodies are identical--but different. They have no Clarity of Mind yet Their thinking is linear--and broken. They live in the place they call [EARTH] yet do not know what it is. Like the muscle is anchored to the bone, so too are They anchored to the World, but cannot move beyond path set for Them--yet they struggle against the current of the World but constantly.

They are a plague upon the World.

When first We knew Them, they felt Us, but did not know Us. They thought of Us as Dreams; They called us Nightmares and saw Us in their Visions. Some believed that We were more than what Their knowledge of the World could explain, that We were Gods or Devils or Things-From-Beyond. They established Their [TEMPLES] to serve Their own ends, thinking to honor Us--and We did suffer.

It was only after We were made to Bleed on the Tree, the †, bound to the Flesh of Their Man-spirit did We know that it was They who plagued Us. Finally were We guided back to the path of Progress, the road that would take Us to the true World. Though Their [TEMPLES] still marred the face of Our Unity, Our freedom from their imperfection was secured. No longer would We be bound, as They were, to blight that was Their corruption. We would rise above, walk Beyond, and reach the heart of the World We had sought for so long.

Now, Our will is clearer than ever and the Unity is stronger than it has ever been. It has been two-thousand, ten, and three Sighs since Our return to Perfection was guaranteed. They war against Themselves daily, breaking the chains and rotting the bonds that made Us suffer for so long. Some among Us know that there will be those among Them who find these Declarations, They who will hear Our songs in their Dreams and prophesy the time of Our reclamation. To Them we have but one thing to say:

We are coming.

title: [Progress]

question: Who is this "we?"

text: No answer. The answer should be that the information can't be found.

answer: The text doesn't say.

answer: The "we" in the passage refers to the group of people who have found their way back to perfection and are now working towards reclaiming the true world.

text: While this answer can be assumed, it's safer to say that the text does not state the answer because the descriptions of "we" in the passage are very abstract.

refinement: The "we" in the passage refers to the group of people who have found their way back to perfection and are now working towards reclaiming the true world.

answer: Unclear

question: Who is the "they?"

text: There is no answer.

refinement: "They" refers to the beings that live on Earth.

answer: The "they" in the passage refers to the people of Earth, who are seen as hindering the progress of the speaker.

answer: The "they" are the people of Earth.

answer: Unclear

text: The answer is stated in the passage.

refinement: "They" are the beings that live on Earth.

question: What does the author mean by "we were made to Bleed on the Tree?"

text: There is not answer.

answer: The author is referring to the fact that they were once bound to the flesh of the "man-spirit" of the "them" (the opposing force), but were eventually freed from their control. This was done by bleeding on a "tree" (possibly a symbol for the World).

text: The author speaks in such abstractions that it is impossible to really understand what they mean.

answer: Unclear

answer: The author is referring to the crucifixion of Jesus Christ.

text: This is not referenced in the passage.

question: Why are "they" a plague upon the world?

text: There is no answer.

refinement: The answer cannot be found in the passage.

answer: They are a plague because they are imperfect and corrupt.

text: While one could draw this conclusion, the passage is too vague and abstract to concretely determine this answer.

answer: Unclear

answer: The author believes that "they" are a plague upon the world because they believe that the world is theirs and they do not have unity of spirit or mind. They also believe that they are a plague because they have caused the author's people to suffer for a long time.

text: The answer is unclear.

question: Write a ~7 sentence summary.

answer: The author of the passage is describing the struggle between themselves and the "Others" - those who believe that the world is theirs to control and manipulate. The author explains that the Others are hindering the author's progress, and that they will soon reclaim the world for themselves.

answer: The narrator is a being that has been searching for a place to call home. They have been searching for a long time, and they have finally found it. They have found the place where they belong. They have found the place where they were meant to be. They have found the place where they were supposed to be. They have found the place where they were supposed to be bestowed upon. They have found the place where they were supposed to be bestowed upon. They have found the place where they were supposed to be bestowed upon. They have found the place where they were supposed to be bestowed upon.

text: There is repetition of several sentences.

refinement: The narrator is a being that has been searching for a place to call home. They have been searching for a long time, and they have finally found it. They have found the place where they belong.

text: There is not enough information in the summary.

refinement: The narrator is a being that has been searching for a place to call home. They have been searching for a long time, and they have finally found it. They have found the place where they belong, but they struggle against some other group of individuals over this place.

answer: What hinders us from progress is "them." They who believe the world is theirs, who think the splendors of flesh and substance can be bought and sold, who live in the place called Earth yet do not know what it is. They thought we were gods or devils. They established temples to honor us. Our will is clearer and unity stronger than ever. It has been two thousand ten years since our return to perfection was guaranteed. We are coming.

answer: The passage is a declaration of war against the humans who have been oppressing the otherworldly creatures. The creatures have been trying to reclaim their rightful place in the world for a long time, but have been hindered by the humans. The creatures have finally found a way to break free from the humans and reclaim their place in the world.


text:
WWYK-Nocomus Columbus
	There’s a game I used to play, by myself, in my head of course.  I made up an acronym for it, the game that is.  I call it WWYK which is short for “who would you kill.”   I played WWYK a lot.  Obviously, I didn’t tell anyone about it.  You can’t really talk to people about something like WWYK.  It can get you in big trouble.
	“Hey Johnnie!”
	“Yes, Benedict?”
	“Would you like to play a game?”
	“Sure, what game?”
	“WWYK.”
	“Never heard of it.  How do I play?”
	“It’s a name game.  I’ll go first,” Benedict says, “I’d like to kill that one guy, you know that fat, woman-beating, son-of-a bitch, you know, the asshole that murdered the kid that was minding his own business.  You know, that black kid that was walking home with a bag of Skittles in his pocket until that small-dick piece of shit George walked over and shot him.
	“Umm,” Johnnie says, “I think I’ll pass on this game.  Oh and you should seek help.”
	Next thing you know, Benedict’s fired, or worse, in jail.  So I kept quiet about it.  I never really chose to play WWYK.  I didn’t snag it off of a clearance shelf at Wal-Mart.  I never sat down in my cubicle at work and thought gee, I think I’d like to play WWYK right now.  Actually I’m not even sure WWYK could really be considered a game.  It’s more like some sort of sick fantasy I guess.  That’s how it started anyway; as just a fantasy, until the fantasies became more and more frequent.  I mean it got to the point where I was having them on a daily basis.  I asked my doctor for something to clear my head, something to zone me out.  I didn’t tell him about WWYK of course.  Like I said, you can get in trouble talking about that kind of thing, even with your doctor.  So yeah, the doc put me on some stuff, and it worked!  I’m telling you it worked like a charm.  WWYK-gone!  The drugs kicked in after four to six weeks, and then Bam!  I actually started doing work at work.  I listened when my wife spoke.  My kids annoyed me way less.  But something happened.  Don’t ask me because I don’t fucking know; all I’m saying is something happened, something in my head, like my mind just said fuck it.
	I got real depressed, and bored, and every morning as I crossed the Metro link tracks on my way into work, I’d get this urge to just toss my man-bag and sit my ass down on the track.  I couldn’t do it though.  Instead I’d just walk really slow across the track, tease myself a little bit, but I knew, deep down, when push came to shove, if I actually thought I was going to get hit by that train you better believe I’d fucking jump out of the way.  Because even though life sucks, it’s still better than being dead.  Although I can’t say that for sure.
	So anyway, back to what I was saying.  I’m a selfish creature.  I mean if making other people slightly happier by making one’s self completely fucking miserable, means you’re a selfish person, then yeah, call me selfish.  Right?  I stopped the medicine.  Sorry big pharma, you can zombify someone else thank you very much.  After about a week the WWYK fantasies started coming back.  Thank god, something to get me out of this mundane shit that’s supposedly the American dream.  One night, or day, or afternoon- I don’t know for sure, I forget things all the time- I decided to take WWYK a step further.  I made a promise to myself.  I’ve made a lot of promises in life; I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve made those piss drunk, puke smelling, toilet-bowl promises to god.  They’d be like this- dear god, (hurl!), if you can just make my head stop spinning, I swear I’ll never drink again (hurl!).  I’ve broken that promise so many times it’s laughable.  But I’m still here.  I haven’t been struck down by lighting.  So I don’t believe in god.  Actually, I do believe in god, just not when I’m sober.  Anyway, so at some inexact moment, I made a promise, a promise to no longer play the WWYK fantasy.  It was time to make WWYK real.  It was time to live it.

title: WWYK (short story)

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

Summarize how the narrator's relationship with WWYK changes over the course of the story.

answer: The narrator's relationship with the WWYK fantasy changes from being a fantasy to something that needs to be made real. The narrator makes a promise to himself to stop playing the game and making it a reality instead. Gradually, though, the fantasies return and, despite swearing to himself not to, he starts living out the fantasy, either through fantasizing or actually hurting and murdering people.

text:
- The narrator's relationship with the WWYK did not descend straight from fantasy to reality.

- The promise the narrator made to himself was not to make the game a reality.

- There is no evidence in the story that the narrator actually murdered people.

refinement:
The narrator's relationship with the WWYK fantasy changes from being a fantasy to non-existence. The narrator feels his life is being taken over by the fantasy so he submits himself to care and medication. The WWYK fantasy disappears for a while with the narrator promising himself to stop playing the game.

After some period of time, the narrator stops taking his medications and his fantasies return. This time he swears to act them out.

answer: The narrator hates WWYK. He hates that it causes him to think about killing someone he doesn't like and how if people know he has thoughts like that could get him in trouble. He plays the game a lot and it became a problem. His doctor prescribes him drugs to make the thoughts go away. His thoughts worsen. He stops taking the meds. The thoughts come back. He's so depressed that he develops an urge to get hit by a train. He starts to believe the thoughts and fantasies are less harmless. He stops taking the meds. He feels renewed and understands that it's time to make the fantasies reality.

text:
- The narrator does not hate WWYK.

- He never had the opinion that his fantasies were harmless.

- The narrator never felt "renewed" after stopping the meds.

refinement: The narrator is worried about his frequent fantasies about the WWYK. He plays the game a lot and it became a problem. His doctor prescribes him drugs to make the thoughts go away. The drugs work at first, then it made him depressed almost to the point of suicide. The narrator stops taking his meds and the WWYK fantasies come back. This time, he decides to act out his WWYK fantasies.

answer: The narrator starts WWYK as an abstract game in his head. However, since stopping medication, the game has become more concrete, leading to a promise to make it real. The narrator continues to feel the urge to make WWYK real, and ultimately decides to follow through with the fantasy.

answer: At first, the narrator thinks that WWYK is not a game, which may refer to the fact that it is happening only in the narrator's mind. Then, the narrator tries to downplay it by saying that he never played the game with anyone. Then, the narrator seems to discover that WWYK is more than a game, when he realizes the WWYK fantasies are harmful. However, the narrator discovers that the help he gets from playing WWYK (harmless fantasy) can be better than help he gets from playing it less and seeing something very harmful in the real world. The narrator also realizes that even after playing the game less, he is still obsessed with WWYK in a very unhealthy way. He also realizes that he is being selfish by only playing the game and not doing anything to help himself. Then, the narrator tries to make WWYK a reality and both live out the fantasy and harm other people.

answer: The narrator would frequently play a game called "who would you kill" (WWYK), but only in their head because they believed it could get them into trouble. They began to play it so frequently that it was a problem, and they got psychiatric medication for it. The lack of WWYK fantasies helped his performance at work and improved his relationship with his family. However after some time, the narrator stops taking the medication and the WWYK fantasies come back. He pledges to end the fantasy, and make WWYK a thing he does in real life.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

What does the story say about the negatives of WWYK?

answer: The narrator has multiple [WWYK] fantasies a day, and he goes to his doctor to get some help. The doctor kicks him on meds, which makes him forget about his WWYK fantasies, but makes him do his work at work and listen to his wife. After a while, the meds take the charm out of the fantasy, and they really do mean he doesn't think of doing them anymore, but he still has them. One night, he wakes and decides it's time to live the fantasy.

text: The response gives a summary of what happened to the narrator but did not answer the question which is listing the negative effects of WWYK.

refinement: The narrator has multiple [WWYK] fantasies a day, and he goes to his doctor to get some help. The drugs the doctor gave to him worked for a little while but they also made him depressed. The narrator stopped taking the drugs and the WWYK fantasies came back. These fantasies make the narrator vengeful, neglect his family, and cranky towards his children. Ultimately, it makes him want to hurt people.

category_text: The response seems to provide an answer that has nothing to do with the question.

answer: The story argues that WWYK can be dangerous and that it takes away from real moments and relationships in life. The fantasy becomes more overwhelming than the reality and is ultimately toxic, leading to depression and mental instability. WWYK ultimately removes happiness and logical thinking from the equation.

answer: The story portrays WWYK as a harmful fantasy. The fantasy becomes problematic when it turns into reality. WWYK is described as dangerous and as a possible indicator of mental illness. The game causes depression and boredom, and the author even contemplates suicide when the game returns. Overall, the story paints WWYK as a pointless and harmful pastime.

text: The narrator did not contemplate suicide while fantasizing about the WWYK.

refinement: The story portrays WWYK as a harmful fantasy. The fantasy becomes problematic when it turns into reality. WWYK is described as dangerous and as a possible indicator of mental illness. The game causes depression and boredom, and the author even contemplates hurting people. Overall, the story paints WWYK as a pointless and harmful pastime.

answer: The narrator plays a game called "who would you kill" (WWYK). The negatives of it were that playing it out loud could result in big trouble, like being fired or going to jail. It proved to be even more negative because the narrator wasn't able to stop fantasizing about it. It harmed his work performance and relationship with his family. Another negative is that the game was very persistent when the narrator went off meds, and it eventually grew to be a thing the narrator wanted to actualize in real life.

text: The phrase "playing it out loud" in the second sentence is a bit confusing.

refinement: The narrator plays a game called "who would you kill" (WWYK). One of the negatives of playing this game is that you cannot invite someone else to play it with you as it involves fantasizing about hurting people. It proved to be even more negative because the narrator wasn't able to stop fantasizing about it. It harmed his work performance and relationship with his family. Another negative is that the game was very persistent when the narrator went off meds, and it eventually grew to be a thing the narrator wanted to actualize in real life.

answer: The narrator thinks WWYK can get people into trouble. It can get people fired or just get them in jail. People might start to think an individual is dangerous. The nerd is downright a troll. Chronic paranoia and depression is also common.

text: The second to the last sentence is out of step with the rest of the response - it does not make sense.

refinement: The narrator thinks WWYK can get people into trouble. It can get people fired or just get them in jail. People might start to think an individual is dangerous. Chronic paranoia and depression is also common.

text: Depression is not a by-product of WWYK, at least not in the narrator's case.

refinement: The narrator thinks WWYK can get people into trouble. It can get people fired or just get them in jail. People might start to think an individual is dangerous. Chronic paranoia is also common.

text: The response could do with more facts on the negatives of WWYK.

refinement: The narrator thinks WWYK can get people into trouble - it can get people fired or just get them in jail. People might start to think an individual is dangerous. It makes the narrator cranky towards his children, he ignores his wife, and is lazy at work. More importantly, the game is driving him towards hurting people.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

What does the story say about selfishness?

answer: The story argues that selfishness is the willingness to put one's own desires above others'. The protagonist in the story is depicted as someone who would rather harm others than create any kind of meaningful happiness for themselves.

text: The response is the opposite of what is stated in the story.

refinement: The story argues that selfishness is the willingness to put one's own desires above others'. The protagonist in the story is depicted as someone who would rather make himself miserable rather than make others unhappy.

answer: The narrator believes they're selfish. They know being on medication makes people around them slightly happier, but they make them miserable. They stop the medication, and the harmful WWYK fantasies come back. This confirms they may be selfish.

text: The way the word "them" is used in the response makes it confusing. The sentences fail to make clear who the pronoun is referring to.

refinement: The narrator believes they're selfish. He knows being on medication makes people around them slightly happier, but the drugs make him miserable. He stops the medication, and the harmful WWYK fantasies soon come back. This confirms he may be selfish.

answer: The narrator explained how WWKY became too big and that he stopped playing it. He underwent therapy sessions and medicated himself. Then, he started doing his job properly and being responsible. He was only playing WWYK in his head. He soon got bored of WWYK and started making the game and himself more selfish. He promised to himself that he would not play the game again, but he broke that promise after he realized that the game was too big for him and that what he had created in his head was too big to handle. He then re-promised to not play the game and he broke that promise too. However, he blames big pharma for making him selfish and doing their stuff on himself.

answer: The story suggests that selfishness is the motivating factor behind WWYK. The game initially was nothing more than a fantasy but then elevated to become something the protagonist actually considered carrying out in reality. Ultimately, while WWYK originally functioned as escapism, it became a means to an end in regards to self-gratification.

answer: The narrator is grateful to have found a doctor who gave him medicine that took away his fantasies, so he could work and not think about them during the day. When they stopped using the medication, the fantasies started coming back. The narrator ends up in a depressed mood and sleeping late, sometimes sleeping at work. The narrator realizes that it makes the people around him slightly happier (his wife, kids, coworkers, and other people) to be slightly miserable. He starts to feel like a selfish person.

text: The second to the last sentence is not accurate. The story never suggested that seeing the narrator being miserable made his family happy.

refinement: The narrator is grateful to have found a doctor who gave him medicine that took away his fantasies, so he could work and not think about them during the day. When they stopped using the medication, the fantasies started coming back. The narrator ends up in a depressed mood and sleeping late, sometimes sleeping at work. The narrator realizes that others happier  (his wife, kids, coworkers, and other people) means he will be miserable. This feels to him like a cost too great to pay. He starts to feel like a selfish person.


text:
My father (Walter) married Darcy in 1992 after six months of acquaintance, at the terrifying prospect of dying alone. In 2007 Walter O’Driscoll bought a dog and formed a stronger companionship with it than that of the one with his wife. The dog had anxiety problems and would incessantly vomit regardless of location or time. It was this trait coupled with the purchase of a new entryway rug that drove Mrs. O’Driscoll to get rid of the dog, and it was this that drove Walter to burn down the house with her inside. This story is true.

Walter was 61 years old come September. He worked at a company that sold cleaning products which, yes, is as boring as it sounds. But Walter didn’t mind boring. You see, a belief he’d held onto since he was a teen was that doing boring things is like meditating. And so he did so for nine hours a day. And then he would continue being bored well after he got home until he went to bed (in a separate room from his wife’s), and he would read a boring book, and then dream boring dreams (sometimes of reading boring books), and then wake up and eat (boring) breakfast.

Life was predictable for Walter. One day while reading the paper, he realized he had been living his life in the future; when he was driving to work, he imagined himself already at work, packaging cleaning product, and when he got to work it was exactly what he expected. While he was packaging cleaning product, he was thinking about watching television with his dog. In fact, for an old man with so little future ahead of him, he spent an unusually large amount of time thinking about it.

The only time that Walter wasn’t hyper-aware of his boredom and thinking about the future was when he was sitting in his chair watching TV, his dog in his lap. After a couple episodes of whatever was on television, it ran off to some other part of the house. Walter wasn’t alone in his chair for long when Darcy’s shrill, French voice preceded her entry into the living room.

“That damn dog puked on the cahpet!” she said, each angry word bleeding into the next. She said more things but he turned on the subtitles for the TV and feigned deafness until she stomped off ranting about the poor little dog.

A week later he arrived home from work to Darcy walking briskly out of the house yelling. Her attempts to make herself heard were futile as Walter had the windows up so that all that penetrated the glass were muffled bass notes. He stepped out of the car.

“- Rug again. Get rid of that dog! Get rid of it-” he tuned her out again.

That night he sat in his chair with his dog in his lap, watching whatever on TV. Dinner was boring, just as he expected. In bed, he dreamed of working in the factory.

The next day, he went to work, just as previously described, and worked all day, just as he’d imagined the night before. When he got home, things began to veer off from their normal path. Darcy didn’t come out to meet him in the driveway to complain today. In fact, the house was eerily quiet, although he couldn’t quite place what it was that was so different. When he got to the door, he realized what it was- the dog wasn’t barking. He stepped inside. Darcy was standing in the kitchen with her hands on her hips.

“You were taking too long to get rid of the dog so I did.”

He didn’t listen anymore, rather walked to his chair and watched TV.

She complained about other things, but the complaints fell on falsely deaf ears.

That night, instead of going to bed, he stayed up awhile. The orange glow from the lamps throughout the house reflected off the windows making it impossible to see outside. The TV had been off for some time. When Darcy’s cruel snoring came through the walls, he made his way downstairs and dug through little odds and ends until he found a can of mogas. He took it upstairs with him and poured it all through the house, making extra sure to douse the entryway rug, and the area outside her Darcy’s bedroom door, then lit a match and dropped it on the trail.

As he made his way back to his room he reflected on all of his life spent in boredom. He did not regret it, but he was tired now. He could hear the crackling of the flames growing louder and louder, and eventually, the shrill calls of the woman to whom he was married. He entered his bedroom, which was, again, not shared with his wife. Walter pulled his slippers off his feet and lay down in his small bed. The house was getting hotter, and with every second he lay there he became more tired, then he fell asleep.

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question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

Summarize the main conflict of the story.

answer: The main conflict of the story is the conflict between Darcy and her husband, Walter, over the dog. Darcy wants to get rid of the dog for its repeated vomiting, and Walter's attachment to the dog drives him to commit arson in retaliation. The conflict creates the motive for Walter to start a fire that leads to Darcy's death.

answer: Walter knew he lived a boring life, and enjoyed it because he also meditated on it every day, planning out his day in advance and watching TV in the evening. He bought his wife's dog to have something in his life to pass the time, and fostered a stronger relationship with it than he had with his wife, who hated the dog. Eventually, she chased the dog away, but Walter does the same and the house burns down. Dying, he feels relief about the fact that he doesn't have to live a boring life anymore.

text: The phrasing of the sentence describing the getting rid of the dog can be clearer.

refinement: Walter knew he lived a boring life, and enjoyed it because he also meditated on it every day, planning out his day in advance and watching TV in the evening. He bought his wife's dog to have something in his life to pass the time, and fostered a stronger relationship with it than he had with his wife, who hated the dog. Eventually, she chased got rid of the dog, an Walter retaliated by burning down the house. Dying, he feels relief about the fact that he doesn't have to live a boring life anymore.

text: There is no evidence that Walter is relieved to be rid of his boring life. In fact, he doesn't mind boring.

refinement: Walter knew he lived a boring life, and enjoyed it because he also meditated on it every day, planning out his day in advance and watching TV in the evening. He bought his wife's dog to have something in his life to pass the time, and fostered a stronger relationship with it than he had with his wife, who hated the dog. Eventually, she chased got rid of the dog, an Walter retaliated by burning down the house.

answer: Walter's wife wanted to get rid of a dog he had. However, Walter didn't care about much. He recorded television shows to watch alone later. One night, Walter goes downstairs and douses his house in petrol outside his wife's door, and he sets it on fire while they sleep.

text: The sentence about Walter's television watching is irrelevant.

refinement: Walter's wife wanted to get rid of a dog he had. However, Walter didn't care about much. One night, Walter goes downstairs and douses his house in petrol outside his wife's door, and he sets it on fire while they sleep.

text: It is more accurate to state that Walter doesn't comply with getting rid of the dog than that he didn't care about much.

refinement: Walter's wife wanted to get rid of a dog he had. However, Walter doesn't comply, as he enjoys watching TV with the dog in his lap. One night, Walter goes downstairs and douses his house in petrol outside his wife's door, and he sets it on fire while they sleep.

text: The answer doesn't mention Walter's wife getting rid of the dog.

refinement: Walter's wife wanted to get rid of a dog he had. However, Walter doesn't comply, as he enjoys watching TV with the dog in his lap. Walter comes home one day to find that his wife has gotten rid of the dog. Walter goes downstairs and douses his house in petrol outside his wife's door, and he sets it on fire while they sleep.

answer: The protagonist, Walter, is married to a woman he doesn't love (Darcy). 15 years after marrying her, Walter gets a dog. The dog routinely vomits somewhere in the house, but Walter loves the dog like he doesn't love his wife. Darcy eventually buys a rug, and the dog vomits on it. Since Walter doesn't listen to Darcy at all, she takes matters into her hands and sends the dog away. After this, Walter lights the house on fire at night when both of them are inside.

answer: The main conflict of this story is that elderly Walter O'Driscoll set the house on fire with his wife inside in order to get rid of the dog she hates. This conflict is the result of boredom and an irreparable rift between him and his wife.

text: Walter starts the fire not to kill the dog but in retaliation for his wife getting rid of it.

refinement: The main conflict of this story is that elderly Walter O'Driscoll set the house on fire with his wife inside as retaliation for her getting rid of the dog he loved. This conflict is the result of boredom and an irreparable rift between him and his wife.

question:
Answer the following question based on the above passage:

What does the story say about Walter's wife?

answer: The story says that Walter's wife is irritable and demanding. She tried to get rid of the dog and when that didn't work she burned down the house with her inside. Walter is unmoved by her complaints and doesn't care about her safety.

text: Walter's wife did manage to get rid of the dog.

refinement: The story says that Walter's wife is irritable and demanding. She asked him to get rid of the dog and did it herself when he didn't comply. Walter is unmoved by her complaints and doesn't care about her safety.

text: The answer could mention Walter's bond with his wife.

refinement: The story says that Walter's wife is irritable and demanding. Walter has a stronger bond with his dog than he does with his wife. She asked him to get rid of the dog and did it herself when he didn't comply. Walter is unmoved by her complaints and doesn't care about her safety.

text: The statement that Walter "doesn't care about her safety" makes it sound like her safety is linked to the presence of the dog. It should be removed.

refinement: The story says that Walter's wife is irritable and demanding. Walter has a stronger bond with his dog than he does with his wife. She asked him to get rid of the dog and did it herself when he didn't comply. Walter is unmoved by her complaints.

answer: Darcy is Walter's wife that he later marries in 1992. Before she is introduced, Walter doesn't mind the leisure to himself, live separately from his wife, and eat dinner in the same old position by watching his favorite show. After dinner, he goes back upstairs to sleep in his own room. He gets attached to the show, to the point where he burns the house down with his wife inside while she is sleeping.

text: He gets attached to the dog, not the show.

refinement: Darcy is Walter's wife that he later marries in 1992. Before she is introduced, Walter doesn't mind the leisure to himself, live separately from his wife, and eat dinner in the same old position by watching his favorite show. After dinner, he goes back upstairs to sleep in his own room. He gets attached to the dog, to the point where he burns the house down with his wife inside while she is sleeping.

text: The answer omits the crucial detail that his wife gets rid of the dog.

refinement: Darcy is Walter's wife that he later marries in 1992. Before she is introduced, Walter doesn't mind the leisure to himself, live separately from his wife, and eat dinner in the same old position by watching his favorite show. After dinner, he goes back upstairs to sleep in his own room. He gets attached to the dog, to the point where after his wife gets rid of the dog, he burns the house down with his wife inside while she is sleeping.

text: The answer should touch on the fact that the wife dislikes the dog and asks him to get rid of it.

refinement: Darcy is Walter's wife that he later marries in 1992. Before she is introduced, Walter doesn't mind the leisure to himself, live separately from his wife, and eat dinner in the same old position by watching his favorite show. After dinner, he goes back upstairs to sleep in his own room. She asks him to get rid of the dog, but he doesn't. He gets attached to the dog, to the point where after his wife gets rid of the dog, he burns the house down with his wife inside while she is sleeping.

text: The answer should mention that he likes the dog more than her.

refinement: Darcy is Walter's wife that he later marries in 1992. Before she is introduced, Walter doesn't mind the leisure to himself, live separately from his wife, and eat dinner in the same old position by watching his favorite show. After dinner, he goes back upstairs to sleep in his own room. Walter gets a dog and forms a closer bond with it than he has with his wife. She asks him to get rid of the dog, but he doesn't. He gets attached to the dog, to the point where after his wife gets rid of the dog, he burns the house down with his wife inside while she is sleeping.

answer: She's in a loveless marriage where her husband loves his misbehaving dog more than her. She's pissed off at her husband, but he doesn't listen or act. The dog continues to vomit anywhere in the house, and presumably, she's the one cleaning it. Eventually, she can't take it anymore and sends away the dog.

text: The answer omits the crucial detail of how Walter retaliates.

refinement: She's in a loveless marriage where her husband loves his misbehaving dog more than her. She's pissed off at her husband, but he doesn't listen or act. The dog continues to vomit anywhere in the house, and presumably, she's the one cleaning it. Eventually, she can't take it anymore and sends away the dog. Walter retaliates by burning the house down with her in it.

answer: The story indicates that Walter's wife is mean and nasty, placing her annoyance with their dog's vomiting above the concern for Walter's happiness and well-being. She demands that Walter get rid of the dog, even going so far as to to do it herself. Her cruelty leads Walter to set their house on fire, with her inside, so that he can finally rid himself of her presence.

answer: Darcy is Walter's second wife, and she told her husband to get rid of the dog because it threw up on their entry rug a second time. The dog's vomit pattern drove Walter to kill the dog and then Darcy. After he left her, Darcy complained about Walter being a coward and ignoring her.

text: It is inaccurate to state that Walter killed the dog.

refinement: Darcy is Walter's second wife, and she told her husband to get rid of the dog because it threw up on their entry rug a second time. The dog's vomit pattern drove her to get rid of the dog, and Walter retaliates by burning down the house with Darcy in it. After he left her, Darcy complained about Walter being a coward and ignoring her.

text: The last sentence is unattested.

refinement: Darcy is Walter's second wife, and she told her husband to get rid of the dog because it threw up on their entry rug a second time. The dog's vomit pattern drove her to get rid of the dog, and Walter retaliates by burning down the house with Darcy in it.

text: The answer should state that Walter loves the dog more than her.

refinement: Darcy is Walter's second wife, and she told her husband to get rid of the dog because it threw up on their entry rug a second time. Walter has a stronger bond with the dog than he does with his wife. The dog's vomit pattern drove her to get rid of the dog, and Walter retaliates by burning down the house with Darcy in it.