Hello fellow writers and writers wannabies, I was wandering around my
school's library reserves, when I actually found something entertaining.
Here are some methaphores that yours should not look like. Enjoy.

Oh, I accidentally deleted the letter on when fanfic@fanfic.com comes back
up, so some of you might get two letters, sorry about that, but there is
always the delete key.




She caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to
dangle from screen doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open
again.
(R.M., Fairfax Station)

The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling
ball wouldn't.
(R.B., Springfield)

McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty Bag filled with
vegetable soup
(P.S., Silver Spring)

>From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie,
surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and
"Jeopardy" comes on at 7 instead of 7:30. 
(R.A., Washington)

Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze
(C.S., Woodbridge)

Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center.
(R.B., Springfield)

Her vocabulary was as bad as, like whatever.
(Unknown)

he was as tall as a six-foot-three tree.
(J.B., Chevy Chase)

The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry
them in hot grease
(G.H., Silver Spring)

Her date was pleasant enough, but she knew that if her life was a movie,
this guy would be buried in the credits as something like "Second Tall Man."
(R.B., Springfield)

Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the
grassy field toward each other like two frieght trains, one having left
Cleveland at 6:36 pm traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 pm
at a speed of 35 mph.
(J.H., Arlington)

The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a
Dr Pepper can.
(W.G., Madison, Ala)

They lived in a typical surburban neighborhood with picket fences that
resembled Nancy Kerrigan's Teeth
(P.K., Syracuse)

John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also
never met.
(R.B., Springfield)

The thunder was ominous-sounding, much like the sound of a thin sheet of
metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play.
(B.F., Alexandria)

his thougts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like
underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
(C.S., Woodbridge)

The red brick wall was the color of a brick-red Crayola crayon
(Unknown)