Exercise 3 Write the following paragraph in spatial order.
The first floor windows to either side of the door reached almost to the ground. Up on the
second floor, the curtains in the windows had always been closed tightly, sealing in whatever
secrets toy held. As long as he could remember, Anthony had been fascinated by the old house at
the end of die street. "I intend to remain a mystery," the tower seemed to whisper. “Leave me my
secrets." Maybe it was the color, a dirty gray that reminded him of old newspapers. Finally, the
tower that jutted up into the sky always seemed to be warning him away. It was difficult to imagine
dance music and happy laughter streaming out of them on a summer's evening. There was
something about its appearance that, somehow, just didn't seem right. The front door, too, looked
like it had seen grander days, when guests would have been proud to walk through it.