One night I was waiting ( ) at the bus stop on my way home fromwork. It was raining ( ) very hard, and I was ( ) very tired after a long, diffi cult day at work.
Imperfect; imperfect; imperfect
Suddenly, I saw ( ) the familiar face of my friend Ralph speed by in a new car. I waved ( ) to him, but he didn’t stop ( ). He sped ( ) on by without even a glance toward me. Th e bus arrived ( ) within a few minutes, and I boarded ( ).
Finally we arrived ( ) at my stop. I quickly got off ( ) and walked ( ) home. Th e house was ( ) dark, but when I opened ( ) the door about fi fty people, including Ralph, shouted ( ) “Happy Birthday!” It turned out ( ) to be a very good day indeed!